- Yaira Ebanks

- Jun 11
- 1 min read
Silence the mind.
Distance the heart.
Sever false truths.
She exists in a way unknown to you.
Her former name slips away,
fresh voice emerging, it’s a new day.
Even the way she walks has changed.
The space between them left in the dark.
She shadows. She shades.
Lies nude in her favorite park.
Flips through a book,
no words, she writes her own story.
To the past, present, and what’s still becoming.
In her changing smile, glory, glory.
