Elizebeth Turnquist


  • Maybe different isn't unique

    I’m ordinary and special, as are we all

    Not superior, as some think I claim
    I stand out as much as I choose
    Sometimes not hiding from view
    My truth is defined by myself
    It isn’t up for debate or editorial
    Long as I’m not causing intentional harm
    I am worthy of my life in this world
    Others may have limited perspective
    Drawing a clear box around their existence 
    I wish I could coax them out to see
    But theirs isn’t my choice to make
    I believe minutia means there is more
    The details make this world interesting
    So I’m going to enjoy this life I get
    My tiny bit of time in this universe.
    2022-01-25
    Poem, poetry

  • everyday hurts

    Wailing aches

    Screaming pains
    My body yells a story
    It loudly complains 
    Like a whining infant
    My body doesn’t care
    The world infects me
    Through the evil air
    In the food I eat
    Just sitting here
    Can’t escape malaise
    Can’t make me better
    Existence isn’t fair.
    2022-01-18
    Poem, poetry

  • cringe

    I may make you uncomfortable

    With the way I wear myself
    Daring to be awkward and rude
    Speaking my oddly personal truth
    Showing off my imperfect art
    Refusing to hide my broken body
    Maybe it’s cringy to be me
    I wish for you my self esteem.
    2022-01-11
    Poem, poetry

  • deep or a above

    Being the biggest root

    Doesn’t make you a leaf
    A leaf soaks it up the sun
    Living idly in the soft wind
    Us roots are underground 
    Deep in the dark dirt
    A serf to the whole of the tree
    We serve the same master
    But we aren’t in the same place
    We can’t always escape our position
    But we can be aware of it.
    2022-01-04
    Poem, poetry

  • suffer the introvert

    Mingling is abhorrent
    Torture of the introvert
    A room full of strangers
    Filling space with polite words
    As if the air shouldn’t be empty
    Awkward introductions
    Iike a poorly timed cold call
    Leading to stilted exchanges
    The funny ones perform
    And the shy ones hover
    And I just sit in my corner
    Waiting for the gathering to end.
    2021-12-28
    Poem, poetry

  • entitled

    Entitled is a companion of priveledge

    A mistaken belief that the world is fair
    An accusation suggesting there is a right
    But the world is a complex system
    And there is no proven design
    We’re a cog in this invisible machine
    Can’t predict when a wrench is thrown in
    Or unexpected deviation from the norm
    The metaphoric world doesn’t care
    You may have support to stop your suffering 
    But that bring us back to priveledge
    Priveledge isn’t the world being right or fair
    This is the world tilted in your favor
    Entitlement is the belief that tilt is owed.
    2021-12-21
    Poem, poetry

  • value of a penny

    Capitalism and colinization

    Fancy words for money and power
    We own, and merge, and buyout
    Then promote the owners like it’s a gift
    Appropriate what we can’t destroy
    Destroy the parts that don’t get along
    Bland consumerism is the peak
    Thinking our entitled selves are unique
    A few live on the work of many
    The many suffer the value of a penny.
    2021-12-07
    Poem, poetry

  • risk

    Tisk tisk

    Taking a risk
    Straddling fear
    And making a mess
    Daring exception
    In a purposeful life
    So easy to start
    Shocked by the stop
    Swearing never again
    Trying not to look back
    With a sinking heart
    Here comes regret.
    2021-11-30
    Poem, poetry

  • lady power

    Soft womanly demeanor

    Deferring to another
    Setting an extra plate
    Inviting to strangers
    Strength in giving
    An open door isn’t weak
    Holding it open is power.
    2021-11-23
    Poem, poetry

  • anxious thoughts

    Outside they tell me not to dread

    Relax. Calm down. Don’t fret.
    But the competing voices in my head
    Speak louder than they get
    Like an uncomfortable party
    With a dysfunction family
    These are the thoughts I live with
    And you can’t explain them away
    No words will stop my ruminating 
    Dismissing me just pisses me off.
    2021-11-16
    Poem, poetry

  • body ached

    My body makes me pay

    Too much fun or too little
    Either way I get to suffer
    It’s hard to have good memories 
    When they’re all followed by bad days
    Pain follows around my search for joy
    As a rain cloud eager to soak me
    So I have to be okay in wet clothes
    I have to smile as I shiver 
    Because there is no escaping my body
    It’s with me forever.
    2021-11-09
    Poem, poetry

  • daily news

    They tell salacious stories 
    Entertainment from pain
    We seek tales of outliers
    Dull doesn’t garner clicks
    Thinking, “Not in my back yard”
    Desensitized to the exception
    Fueling a 24 hour news cycle 
    Happy doesn’t sell papers
    Reality can’t compete with fear
    Horrible seems imminent 
    We made this bed of terror
    Good news just isn’t exciting
    The world is full of stories
    We ignore logic and reason
    We’re jaded by what we hear
    We listen, glued to our chair.
    2021-11-02
    Poem, poetry

  • companionable silence

    The silence is calming
    The together is silent
    We do our own things
    Together but seperate 
    As we sit side by side
    Words aren’t needed
    No need to fill the void
    Companionship fills it.
    2021-10-26
    Poem, poetry

  • forgiving myself

    I don’t want to be mad

    At your lies and deception
    You lied to you and then to me
    You bought your own fake story
    You believed deception can be right
    And I believed in the fake you
    I bought you line and sinker
    Wondered why I was drowning
    Until I swam myself to shore
    Now I see you treading water
    Calling for me to come back in
    You know I can’t swim anymore
    I’m sad that you can’t change
    Mad at myself for wanting to believe
    I don’t want to be angry anymore
    I want to be dry and leave the shore
    So, I leave the sea behind me
    Forgiving the person I was
    Not forgetting the person you are.
    2021-10-20
    Poem, poetry

  • We won't silence me

    Can you find comfort without opression 

    Be free without smothering others
    Leave space for a different viewpoint
    Why is it your way or the highway
    When we each have our own roof
    Independent brain mushy with electric smarts
    Is conversion the only option
    Or can we live cohesive amongst individuals 
    I won’t proselytize if you dont evangelize 
    Maybe I’m hoping for too much
    That we can live each seperate and together
    I’ll keep trying to stop we from silencing me.
    2021-10-14
    Poem, poetry

  • Which Witch

    The mistake was believing in magic
    The cat knew this, the human was oblivious
    Lady smelled of sandlewood oil
    With hints of laundry soap and human skin
    Even in the fragrant outdoor garden 
    Cat could smell her human
    On an alter with precious knick knacks
    Lady focused her attention
    The cat took pity on the powerless human
    With a loving rub of feline scent
    Cat let Lady sway the world a tiny bit
    This wasn’t rabbit or dog or bird power
    It was the sneaky magic of a cat
    The fiercly loyal love of a feral feline
    Not that any human would notice
    Brains get in the way of intuition
    Magic is animal, a knowing without thinking
    So Lady went on with her ritual
    As Cat stalked a beam of sunlight
    Lady thought of cat as her familiar
    But only cat knew who held the power.
    2021-10-11
    Poem, poetry

  • passive voice

    You tell me not to say I’m sorry
    You demand that I stand up for myself
    Maybe I’m okay with the words I say
    Maybe you should be patient anyway

    What if I like being soft and inviting

    What if I choose not to dominate
    Your active voice rules the world
    Giving notes on my life and my choices
    Is it really rebelling to match your tone
    Or perhaps defiant to choose my own
    My words encourages others to speak
    Just because you try to put me in my place
    Doesn’t mean I’m the one that’s weak.
    2021-10-07
    Poem, poetry

  • faulty form

    This is body, this is my skin,

    These are the walls I live in
    Not a rich house, nor a pretty one,
    At least you’d think I’d get function
    Dreary walls with faulty foundation
    Stands up to the weather, barely
    I put pictures up to decorate
    But still find I can’t escape
    This is my home and my prison.
    2021-10-05
    Poem, poetry

  • genders gauche gift

    A picturesque pose for a painter

    An abject object thought owned

    A gender gentile and grateful

    A sex sinful with sentiment
    A mask mimiking remorse
    A tribute trite and untrue

    A lot lost to the lesser
    A rebel reticent to remain.
    2021-09-30
    Poem, poetry

  • wilted words

    Why is it the art I like 

    Not the art I write
    I read away each day
    And find the words I splay
    Aren’t flattering imitation
    Or flat out derivative
    I wish my words hit true
    Instead meander they do
    My style is less than clasic.
    2021-09-16
    Poem, poetry

  • what youth knows

    When we were young we knew things
    Things the old us can’t know
    Not pinned down by past failure
    Not aware of cumulative experience
    Our young selves had spaces to fill
    The adventure of not understanding
    Belief that we’re the exception to the rule
    An eagerness to foolishly defy advice
    A chance to not realize you may fail
    You can’t re-manufacture a first
    Exerience sets asside the failed path
    Chooses to focus on doing what works
    Age is a blindness of its own
    Ignorant to youthful possibilites.
    2021-09-11
    Poem, poetry

  • give or take

    If I am to be if service

    I give it to my community
    I give it to those who love me
    I don’t offer myself for free
    I’m not here for you to take from
    When you offer nothing in return
    A relationship is made of two
    While a theif can take from one
    Survival requires corporate participation 
    But my self is worth more than money
    Not here to preform a free show
    Approval isn’t the wealth I seek.
    2021-09-09
    Poem, poetry

  • #GlorifyingObesity

    Fat is just a word

    But it’s taken as offense
    Thin is just a word
    But it’s taken as a compliment 
    My size is somehow valued
    Appearance a rank of worth
    When I’m accused of being fat
    I’m supposed to be hurt
    But what if I view my body
    On my own terms and conditions
    What if I can see my body positively
    And reject your derision 
    I ask you to give up your judgement
    I live as an example of fat liberation
    I show you how I found love for myself
    On my journey of size acceptance 
    You may call this glorifying obesity
    And I may call you fatphobic
    Now those words sit between us
    We’ve both built this roadblock
    I’m glorifying self acceptance 
    I’m setting these clear boundaries
    My journey rejects your judgement
    You can’t take away my self esteem.
    2021-09-06
    Poem, poetry

  • life's bubble

    Simple little life
    May seem so small
    Even a tad uninteresting
    But you can’t see inside
    Ideas swimming in an ocean
    World’s blooming in my head
    Endless wonder generated by myself
    Consuming words, videos, spoken stories
    Second hand experience is enough
    Creating new landscapes within
    The acreage of my life is tiny
    But my mind is never hungry
    My bubble is enough
    Made for me
    By me.
    2021-09-04
    Poem, poetry

  • together there is we

    I’m not going to shame you

    For fitting in or standing out
    Being quiet or being loud
    You should be you
    I suggest that you
    Take care of yourself first
    Understand we are different
    Love yourself before me
    I willfully take care of myself
    I see my worth independantly
    But hope for a loving companion
    So that together there is a we.
    2021-09-02
    Poem, poetry

  • bus line adventures

    The bus was my freedom

    A day pass, a book, and snack money
    I could ride the line and back
    On my own private adventure
    My peers wanted cars and parties
    I wanted an empty seat for my backpack
    An easy transfer between bus lines
    A covered bench for rain or shine
    Walking through massive parking lots
    An urban forest of concrete and strip mall’s 
    Me and my paperback resting on a bench
    A metropolis for my young self to explore.
    2021-08-31
    Poem, poetry

  • weeble wobble

    Moving through the world

    Like a poorly choreographed dancer
    Wobbling on my feet, on weak ankles
    Life is a party like no other
    Lovely tune with chattering guests
    And yet I’m still stumbling. 
    2021-08-30
    Poem, poetry

  • Not dated

    My high school romance in two events
    One drive, one dance, two boys
    I wasn’t just a late bloomer
    I was completely oblivious
    One took me to Christmas lights
    A clasic date, in his beat up truck
    But I wasn’t the girl for this devout boy
    Somehow too devious and too innocent
    The other was set up by his sister
    He sold me on a geek club
    Opened a new world up to me
    But we were far from in love
    So I claim I never dated
    And while this is technically true
    I did go on two kinda dates
    But no kisses, so they don’t count.
    2021-08-26
    Poem, poetry

  • old age

    I find that age sits well on me
    As I didn’t have beauty to loose
    My trophies wrinkles and grey hairs
    I flaunt them, my badges of pride
    Farther away from young yearning
    Each new year another journey
    My youth was enjoyed but not striking
    Age lead me to greater and better
    So I settle for peace not excitement
    As age shows more on my skin 
    My years are a welcome companion
    They bring me comfort, warm wisdom.
    2021-08-24
    Poem, poetry

  • function of pretty

    Pretty things can have a purpose

    But when the purpose is pretty
    We can loose the value of the thing
    Can ugly be ignored in favor of function?
    Is value so shallow that pretty still wins?
    Useful has value even when looks wain
    Because pretty is a feature, not a function.
    2021-08-18
    Poem, poetry

  • my wierd and wild

    Maybe I’m not as lucky as you

    To get the same as the majority
    I find myself in the minority
    A sore thumb near matching fingers
    Possibly I’m not one that blends
    Not delicate or dainty in perfection
    Unmistakable as I boldly take up space
    A rough heel under a sleek ankle
    Perhaps I reject the chance for normalcy
    You can hide your quirks and flaws
    I’m going to flaunt my wierd and wild
    Crooked teeth between grinning lips.
    2021-08-17
    Poem, poetry

  • Unimpressive life

    Can I be happy

    With this unimpressive life
    The promise of individuality 
    Is bringing me strife
    It hints that I am special
    That I will leave a mark
    And yet I blend into statistics
    A dot grouped with the rest
    Regardless of my missing fame
    I continue to exist.
    2021-08-09
    Poem, poetry

  • human value

    If human worth is in dollars

    Then the majority of us fail
    Kings of cash are family born
    Their lineage inherited wealth
    A world’s lifetime of weath
    Held by a single person
    A dragon hoarding its gold
    Human greed as the winner
    No bootstrap big enough
    To turn a dollar into a billion.
    2021-08-08
    Poem, poetry

  • un-tethered

    Everyone else wants to be floating

    As I’m desperately gripping the ground
    I might fall up and fly away
    They jump, to feel as they fall down
    I know I seek control
    I imagine they want freedom
    For both, our desire evades us
    They stare up, I stare down
    Both un-tethered and hovering 
    But aiming for different destinations.
    2021-08-04
    Poem, poetry

  • fickle perception

    If I tell it to myself

    Then it has to be true
    Why would I lie to me?
    But the mind plays tricks
    My perception is foolish
    Molded into what I need
    So perhaps my truth
    Is only one version
    A tinted window
    That only I see.
    2021-08-03
    Poem, poetry

  • constant discomfort

    Hate to call it pain

    Because pain is distinct 
    Searing, sharp, or pulsing
    This is discomfort 
    An unease of my skin
    Body tight and swollen
    A constant uncertainty 
    Of when it will release 
    Instead I can predict
    My lack of comfort
    Living in this body.
    2021-07-31
    Poem, poetry

  • A medical definition

    What is a diagnosis?

    A definition, a grouping of symptoms 
    An explanation, a route to treatment
    An acceptance, a recognized label
    A win, if there is a cure
    Is a diagnosis required?
    You can have symptoms with no treatment 
    You can have a treatment with no diagnosis
    You can have a diagnosis with no cure
    A loss, if the diagnosis isn’t recognized
    Does it matter to me?
    I’ve had more than one diagnosis
    I live with lifelong symptoms
    A label can be a comfort
    But my health is still a problem.
    2021-07-29
    Poem, poetry

  • What is enough?

    I’m good at somethings
    Not talented the way I want
    I’m not great at anything
    But better than most
    Some things are easy for me
    Where I see others struggle 
    I’m spoilt by what I have
    Resentful of my limitations 
    Will I always be dissatisfied?
    Can I be grateful for gifts?
    Or will I endlessly lament
    What is just out of reach.
    2021-07-26
    Poem, poetry

  • seperate and together

    You do you

    And I’ll l do me
    When you and I meet
    Let’s aim for we
    If we see them
    Let’s make an us
    But never forget
    That they are them
    That you are you
    And I am me.
    2021-07-24
    Poem, poetry

  • Dine on me

    The open maw of people
    Is protected from the raw me
    I keep myself refrigerated
    Saved for a private meal
    Strangers don’t get to participate
    To eat my uncooked self
    I don’t serve them in my kitchen
    I offer a publicly presented dish
    Wearing a smile hurts less
    Then putting my meat on display
    They don’t get to choose the cut
    I offer a charcuterie.
    2021-07-24
    Poem, poetry

  • shadow companion

    Haunted on a lovely sunny day

    Hearing rejection in a brief silence
    Distrust in every bite of picnic

    Doubting the gift of sweet success
    Chewing away at my insides
    Tinting my vision with uncertainty
    Twisting the jolly of my company
    Stealing the possibility of comfort
    My guest is an unseen shadow
    The cliche companion of anxiety
    A false awareness of doom
    My brain the source of this illness.
    2021-07-23
    Poem, poetry

  • not your freak show

    The fact that we have to be on display

    That showing our vulnerable parts
    Is the best path to acceptance
    Means that privacy is a priveledge
    The risk is that we entertain 
    More than we educate
    In our goal of finding empathy
    Our lives become a curious show
    Why do we have to teach compassion
    When we start out in a deficit
    We want to be treated as human
    Not just characters of conversation.
    2021-07-21
    Poem, poetry

  • let's be defiant

    What if we were truely defiant

    Going against all they want us to be
    Not a sexy criminal or ralling rebel
    But the true sins of personhood
    Lets be lazy and needy and weak
    Free with tears and emotions
    Wailing againt the unfairness
    Prideful in our self esteem
    Slip through the holes of social norm
    Reject the rules that make no sense 
    Kind and firm instead of nice and easy
    Simultaneously better and worse.
    2021-07-20
    Poem, poetry

  • innate worth

    Is the value of a human life
    The profit we bring
    What we produce 
    How we participate 
    Our level of recognition
    Can we be judged worthless 
    But reject that judgement
    Recognize we deserve to exist
    Resist through our prideful self love
    And encourage others to rebel
    Humans are social animals
    We need to feel loved and give love
    We all deserve to exist
    because we were born
    There is no quantifying a life.
    2021-07-17
    Poem, poetry

  • Dying dream

    A hope so long grasped
    That my fingers are white
    From cut off circulation
    My stuborness won’t let go
    It feels like I have a destination
    Like persistence will take me there
    Could this be decades of self harm
    A false hope leading me nowhere
    What will I loose if I embrace the futility
    If I accept the gamble as improbable 
    Am I less the person I want to be
    Without my rose colored lenses.
    2021-07-16
    Poem, poetry

  • Creative Defiance

    The line between craft and art

    Is it drawn by external appreciation 
    The gaze of another judging it worthy
    More than the creativity of an individual
    Is it defined by talent or experience 
    A natural producing pure originality
    A masters work of pure skill
    Askew of derivative or copy
    Or is the line so blurry and gray 
    As culture sketches ambiguous lines
    “You know it when you see it”
    Said with presumptuous authority.
    2021-07-14
    Poem, poetry

  • Not abled asshole

    I’m not your hero

    I’m not your friend
    I’m the asshole with a disability
    Why do I choose this villany
    Because it’s hard to infantilize
    Someone you can’t pity or admire
    Assholes are universally disliked
    Your disdain and disapproval
    Mean I’m like any other jerk
    It’s my one path to humanity
    An effective equalizer, is this,
    My terrible behavior.
    2021-07-13
    Poem, poetry

  • Personal earthquake

    There is the us that others perceive 

    And the lived experience of our life
    We may know our feelings and desires
    But our memory is warped in remebering
    Our perception of self is often twisted
    Trying to see ourselves through other eyes
    Trembling feelings as lava at our core
    But a still surface that can looks serene
    We can’t always predict the seismic events
    That can shatter our world into rubble
    We don’t always know the cosmic events
    That will punch a whole in our existence. 
    2021-07-13
    Poem, poetry

  • Manic pixie dream

    I’m not a step on your journey

    Or an example of wild and free
    Not a tool for you to learn from
    Or a character in your story
    Viewing me as a step on your path
    Is just a way to procrastinate 
    Your authentic journey is inside you
    That path has nothing to do with me
    If you ever figure out who you is
    When you can give and take equally
    Thats when we can consider us
    Then come and talk to me.
    2021-05-30
    Poem, poetry

  • Under the bus

    I can’t belive I couldn’t see
    That you are nothing like me
    My mistake was trusting you
    Believing in human decency
    You made yourself so small
    So petty and mean and shallow
    I wanted to lift us both up
    But instead you made us fall
    You dismissed my truth
    And twisted my words
    And I didn’t see it coming
    Somehow you blindsided me
    So now I’m hurt and angry
    But who am I too blame
    Me, you, the bus, or the driver
    I’m run over all the same.
    2021-05-21
    Poem, poetry

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