Let shame exist

while it sits in the corner

waiting for you to make a fool

out of yourself

Continue to live and let shame

exist in the middle like the seed

of your tangerine

Indulge in the sweetness

of your authenticity

Let your hands get sticky

and have no shame

for it can’t stop you

from growing a new fruit

The seed sits in the water

waiting to sprout

a new version of you

who is not afraid to take up space

and learn from your mistakes

Allow shame

to be a tool you can use

to grow into a fruitful tree