Advice By Abigail Latcham

Nature is entwined in my nerves

With attention to the trees;

The cycle begins again.

I shatter my heart to the floor

Alone in a world

Where men must consent to our loudness,

but men don’t listen to our consent.

I am made of this obstruction.

My grandmother's advice that;

Boys will be boys.

My auntie's advice;

Don’t be so reckless.

My friend's advice;

Just put up with it!

But most importantly,

My mother's advice;

Fuck that.