Truth in Slant


If we adjust our truth
to be delicate with others --
isn’t that in fact a lie?

Censoring our stories
to protect people --
afraid to overwhelm

How can we find “our tribe”
if we’re hiding for fear of hurting?
Attracting people to us          
who can’t handle our true selves

I prefer to think most truth is dark
and shining light on it heals
Only then can we soar
when secrets are revealed

Even if we never lie
our full truth is kept inside
People only ever know
the sides of us we choose to show

Poem written in response to Emily Dickenson's Tell all the truth but tell it slant — (1263)