We Are Not The Same

We Are Not The Same by Valerie Parente

Worst case scenario for him
is he gets named.

Worst case scenario for her
is she gets shamed
is forever maimed
has a psychotic break
never again feels safe
and is irreparably changed.

We are not the same.

– Valerie Parente (9-29-2026)

Inkling

Inkling by Valerie Parente

Since I was a little girl
I never really had a type
instead I had an inkling
a vision in my third eye
it didn’t have an opinion
about what I currently liked
what it had was a mission
a mission to remind
a hint from the future
telling me what I would find
and when I finally saw it
I was able to recognize
its flow like poetry
beyond reason and rhyme
like an answer to a prayer
except I was the shrine
because a part of my higher self
unconstrained by the flow of time
was able to reach down
and give me subtle signs
and I was crazy enough
to believe they were right.
You can call it self-fulfilling
you can say it’s unjustified
but it was an inkling
a cursive I would write
intentional and meaningful
nothing short of design
and I had to experience the world
in front of my eyes
to discover that fate
was really just insight.

– Valerie Parente (9-27-2026)


Smile!

Smile!
by Valerie Parente

Why does he care
if I smile
without caring
about what makes me smile?

Something about the curvature of my mouth
makes him feel better about himself.
They say this is a man’s world
and this man’s world is burning
but if I can’t smile on command
that’s more concerning
because then we would have to address
that this world is inadequate
but they want us complacent
so they tell us to fake it
but by all means, it’s reprehensible
if a woman doesn’t smile against her will.

– Valerie Parente (9-18-2026)

Kintsugi

Kintsugi by Valerie Parente

I am still beautiful
even though I am broken
paint these cracks you see
with something golden.

When I broke
it was really an opportunity
for something valuable
to seep inside of me.

My life is richer
because of my flaws
dying pristine and perfect
would mean I didn’t get too far.

– Valerie Parente (9-7-2026)

Skeletons (Girls Like Playing 1)

Skeletons (Girls Like Playing 1)
by Valerie Parente

All these women
hooked on GLP1s
playing anorexic
simply for the fun
reaping the side effects
of starvation
brain fog and sunken cheeks
bone deterioration
but it’s okay when they do it
with a doctor’s authorization
a society of zombies
that’s the motivation
no we aren’t supposed to look like skeletons
but Girls Like Playing 1.

– Valerie Parente (8-17-2026)

Survivor

Survivor
by Valerie Parente

I am not a victim
I am a survivor.

I am not that broken little girl
I am the one who revived her.

I am not my circumstance
I am the good it inspired.

I am not worse for it all
I am the wiser.

I don’t remember the pain you gave me
I remember the power I acquired
because when the darkness came for me
I lit up like a fire.

– Valerie Parente (8-9-2026)

Poiesis (Life is the Art)

Poiesis
(Life is the Art)
by Valerie Parente

I only fear death
when I think of all the art left unfinished.
But life is no conquest
it has design, that of an artist.

So when their tears fall
like paint, they’ll fall for me
when their tears fall
my greatest masterpiece will be complete.

– Valerie Parente (8-6-2026)

White Noise

White Noise by Valerie Parente

When I go to sleep
I need the white noise
because if it’s too quiet
I can hear my inner voice
and I don’t want to know
what it says about me
when I’m alone
and no one else can intervene.

When I’m alone
I want to stay disillusioned
that the world is still buzzing
without my movement.
I want to stay unimportant
that my problems are nothing
but a tiny side effect
of a mind that needs numbing.

– Valerie Parente (8-1-2026)

Transcendent Beings

Transcendent Beings by Valerie Parente

When I dream
my body doesn’t come with me.
I don’t worry about the where when and why
I simply believe
and it’s already mine.

When I hope
I just need to feel it to know.
Nature doesn’t need to run it by me
like a river that flows
along my conscious stream.

There are hints all around
embedded in the sensory
that when it’s all said and done
we are transcendent beings.

I am not the life I live
through my thoughts
I am the dream that goes on
when they shut off.

– Valerie Parente (7-23-2026)