All my mum asked for was a cheesecake
When she realised she was going to die
It made me think a lot about how there really isn’t more time
That we all need to live while we are still so alive
It made me think about the way that my body is a privilege
That I get the chance to wake up every day and live in it
As it walks and it moves and it breathes
Much more than size or an object or a need
It made me think about the way I talk about how I feel
How it makes me uncomfortably uncensor the real
It made me think about the way that I love
It made me think about the way I have felt it
To share my life rather than live someone else’s
To feel intensity surge through my body with alignment
The kind that finds you rather than expects you to find it
It made me think about my home
About how much time I spend in it
About the memories I make on the days that feel insignificant
About the way those days aren’t insignificant at all
About the things I heal and process and love within those walls
It made me think about the people that introduced me to myself
The people that wouldn’t allow me to present as anything else
The standing ovation in the room when I win
The soft hold of a hand when the hard creeps in
It made me think about how my life has shaped me
Thrown me challenge in order to expand and erase the
Belief I was born to be small
The feet adversity adds
How it invites us to grow tall
It made me think about what makes me feel so alive
So that when it happens I don’t let it all pass me by
So that one day when someone asks me what I would like
When the options are endless but boldly underlined
By the harshness of quickly ticking time
I might just be content enough with everything I have done
All the life that I have lived and the woman I have become
That a cheesecake is all that I request
A slice with the people who shared my aliveness
