Monkey in a Cage

Imagine a monkey in a small cage. It’s been locked up for years. It’s been abused and experimented on. Isolated. Emotionally broken. It shakes the cage and frantically screams to get out. One day, the cage door opens. It’s free to roam. It’s...

“Free”

I wrote this poem in May of 2010. I had been reflecting back when I turned 18 and how I hadn’t really focused on building a future for myself once I was old enough to move out of my parents house. I remember feeling surprised that I had made it to 18 and I...

Father With a Gun

Everything inside me was screaming to turn around and run. My legs felt heavy and shaky. My gut instinct was screaming at me that I was about to walk into the lion’s den. I told her I was afraid. I told her that I didn’t want to go in there. She promised...

Words

I wrote this poem several years ago. This is based on my own experience going to a domestic violence support group. The woman speaking in this poem is real and so are her words. It was a powerful moment for me that I felt compelled to write about. Words (By Zen Fu)...

The Cage We Are Kept In

Being told we are “less than,” incompetent, ugly, not worthy, stupid, broken, incomplete, too this or too that… whatever it is that has echoed and haunted you for years and kept you small- those are all LIES. Lies designed to keep you in a cage of self doubt...