The Night Queen in Daylight

December 27, 2018December 27, 2018 ~ Sheya Fay ~ Leave a comment

We try so hard to individuate, differentiate, emancipate. “Please don’t let me become like you,” we say. And she cuts her hair, like I did at twelve and sixteen, and so many more times to keep myself alone in my tower, and to scare away all the princes. Sometimes one is simply more comfortable with … Continue reading The Night Queen in Daylight

Fire-breathing (spoken word)

November 16, 2018November 26, 2018 ~ Sheya Fay ~ Leave a comment

I haven't written or shared Spoken Word poetry in a very long time, but felt utterly compelled to do so yesterday as way to deal with my own feelings about the current tragedy of the Camp Fire effecting so many Californians right now, including my own family who lost everything. I wasn't sure it was … Continue reading Fire-breathing (spoken word)