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Elizebeth Turnquist


  • jaded old lady

    I don’t envy the young

    Romance alive in their hearts

    Full of ideals and blind faith

    Believing the lies we’re told
    The young don’t envy me
    Jaded by years of experience 
    Unable to escape our human failings
    Seeing through the lies we’re sold
    We live on different sides of age
    I don’t think humans can have both
    The naievete and hope of youth
    The practical wisdom of being old.
    2022-08-02
    Poem, poetry

  • you are not me

    we are us, as in more than one
    but you is you, and I is I
    we are not I, and you is not I
    don’t confuse you with me
    as I know me better
    And you know you better
    and we only know the little
    that you or I decide to share
    between us.
    2022-07-26
    Poem, poetry

  • intrusive thoughts

    Drowning in my own tea

    A shallow pool to fall into

    I brewed my own destruction
    Because my face can’t swim
    I forgo the sugar and milk
    Brush aside a useless cup
    Spill a pool into the saucer
    And dive in with mouth wide
    A dramatic pause of held breath
    It was a random thought, not intent
    An uninvited image in my head
    Instead of an inhale, I suck
    Slurping up my internal drama
    I know I can’t breath that leafy water
    And I wouldn’t choose to choke
    Tip the saucer up to finish my drink
    My tea is done, the image gone
    Now back to acting normal.
    2022-07-19
    Poem, poetry

  • loud silence

    The voice in my head is so loud

    With so many things to say
    Things I leave painfully unspoken
    With every passing day
    The world doesn’t welcome my words
    When they contradict the norm
    My mouth stays tight and silent
    As words spoken would lead to a storm
    As I bind my words away
    Convinced silence protects me
    Am I leaving others to suffer
    By denying them our community
    Cowardice and self-preservation
    Are siblings of the same fame
    I don’t know what is truly right
    But I live quietly, all the same.
    2022-07-12
    Poem, poetry

  • trustworthiness

    An elusive thing, trust

    Sometimes fragile gift 
    Sometimes stuborn blindness
    Sometimes trained by suspicion 

    So easy to break and hard to repair
    We expect it even when we destroy it
    It comes with conditions and expectation
    With all our internal failings and flaws
    Is it human to trust or even be trustworthy?
    2022-07-05
    Poem, poetry

  • style of kindness

    As you stand in the distance
    Your sight is offended
    You declare I am rude
    You simply do not approve
    You know a better way to be
    But I’ve only embarrassed myself
    Standing seperate from the crowd
    Being awkward or wierd or cringy
    Whether close or seperate from you
    Those things are mine to be
    Why does it matter so much
    Others perceptions as they see
    How am I hurting the world
    What am I inficting on you
    What does your derrise do for me
    Maybe I should have an opinion of you
    Judging other is a terrible accessory
    You should wear more compassion 
    If you want to truly be in style
    Focus on you, instead of criticizing me.
    2022-06-28
    Poem, poetry

  • No replacing lived experience

    An exercise in school
    They put me in a blindfold
    An attempt to educate
    It was like a backstage pass
    I got to peek behind the curtain
    A brief glimpse into another life 
    But there was no length in my stay
    Removing the blindfold returned my sight
    Years later I dated a blind man
    He was into judo, I had chronic fatigue
    Both disabled but in such different ways
    I had vision and he had energy
    We told each other our stories 
    We were close as partners can be
    But I could only know what he told me
    He couldn’t know what my insides feel like
    No words can replace lived experience.
    2022-06-21
    Poem, poetry

  • hot consent

    Don’t pull my hair

    And slap me with a silly grin
    That’s called assault, not flirting
    No one is owed intimacy
    Bodies aren’t land to be conquered 
    Touch without consent is an invasion
    Boys are only boys
    When no one calls them out
    We all know the subtle cues of pain
    Girls understand civil behavior
    Why are men allowed explosive emotion
    As women suppress their tears
    Guys don’t like these new rules
    Maybe time for some castration laws
    Maybe dicks can be public property, too.
    2022-06-14
    Poem, poetry

  • The lie of doctor patience

    Doctors are taught that patients lie

    So, they don’t believe what I tell them
    Because I don’t fit into what they believe
    If my experience contradicts their knowledge
    Then they deem my experience wrong
    So, I bend the truth to fit into their narrative
    Much like I hide my pain from the public
    And I try not to overburden my loved ones
    I tell the doctor what they want to hear
    I minimize my story, focus on right now
    No muddy mention of my past
    No curiosity of my own condition
    I hide my education and persistence
    I let the doctor solve the mystery alone
    So they can win at the puzzle of me.
    2022-06-07
    Poem, poetry

  • Doctors make me cry

    Anxious, I arrive at the appointment 
    I want to believe it will be different
    Maybe they won’t dismiss me
    Maybe they’ll listen this time
    Afterwards, I sit in the car and cry
    Because they’re so predictable 
    Medical school teaches them we lie
    Insurance decide how they can help
    And I don’t fit their medical model
    I’m a complicated case
    With too many ongoing symptoms
    So I only go when it’s bad
    When my symptoms are acute
    Because I need them to believe me
    Because sick is my everyday
    But my truth is never enough
    It doesn’t convince their authority 
    I walk away dissatisfied 
    Tears crashing down from my eyes.
    2022-05-31
    Poem, poetry

  • I survived today

    Some days life hurts
    And today included pain
    In a terrible wave it hit me
    It was awful and it overwhelming 
    I suffered with eyes closed
    A moment felt like forever
    I thought it might never end
    But then the wave passed
    And it still hurt, but less so
    I was grateful for the smaller pain
    And eager for the end of today
    Because tommorow is a new day
    Because some days life doesn’t hurt.
    2022-05-24
    Poem, poetry

  • not my potential

    It’s not our job to see potential in others

    We are not tasked with improving them
    If they didn’t ask to be mentored
    Or request our guidance in changing
    It’s not fair to mold them to our expectation
    To try and change someone for our needs
    The belief that manipulation can be good
    That we are doing what’s best for them
    Thats stealing their chance to choose
    Abusing throught lies and obfuscation 
    They deserve to make their own mistakes
    To be autonomous in their decision
    To be a person that doesn’t serve our needs
    Growth and evolution is a personal journey
    Only I can choose to change me
    And they should get the same oportunity.
    2022-05-16
    Poem, poetry

  • Speaking freely

    I let my tongue wag loose

    Free to say whatever it wants
    I speak comfortably and confidently 
    You can be impressed by my esteem
    Or you can recognize my folly
    Sometimes I make a fool of myself 
    I mess up what I’m trying to say
    I say things in a very wrong way
    That us the cost of a free tongue
    Actions have consequences 
    And my tounge lives with regrets.
    2022-05-10
    Poem, poetry

  • cruel animal

    Humans are born with
    Compassion and kindness
    So how do we lose them
    Where do they go
    Is it a lack of nurture
    Or the harsh lessons of life
    Removing our nature of care
    Turning us into jaded adults
    We end up keeping pain alive
    Passing on perceived harm
    We nurture the worst part of us
    We can be such cruel animals.
    2022-05-03
    Poem, poetry

  • The body I have

    I could envy a healthy body and sound mind

    But I’d have to make up a story
    A fiction of what it must be like
    Because I’ve never had those things
    I don’t want to pine away for the imagined
    What is the value in such fantasy
    Snake oil salesmen may claim otherwise
    But there’s no path to an easy cure
    This is the body I was born to and live in
    I’ve spent a lifetime learning my limitations
    I may be curious about another experience
    To be in a body that does what is expected
    But I refuse to live with envy
    I refuse to imagine myself into hate.
    2022-04-26
    Poem, poetry

  • unsolicited opinion

    Your opinion is an uninvited guest
    I didn’t open the door for you to say anything
    Don’t sneak it in as a compliment
    Or an underhanded attempt to share
    Acting like you’re all white picket fences
    Next to my abandoned fixer upper
    I’m not looking to get your buy in
    My life isn’t an open house
    I’m not looking to buy your wares
    My face is a no solicitors sign
    So, stop being a nosy neighbor
    We certainly don’t live on the same street
    Because I don’t barge into random houses
    I focus on my own life, I tend my own house
    If I want an opinion, if I’m looking for advice,
    Give me the chance to ask for it.
    2022-04-19
    Poem, poetry

  • identity first

    Policing my language

    When I speak of my identity
    Is simply unacceptable 
    The culture may decree
    Whatever it wants about words
    But I decree what is true for me
    You may think you know better
    But I get to choose what I call myself
    If you can dare to listen to my words
    If you decide to respect my choice
    I might believe your trying to understand
    I might believe you care about I.
    2022-04-11
    Poem, poetry

  • Curiosity Denied

    Curiosity liked to stroll the streets

    Eager to know their neighbors

    One days Curosity noticed a new house
    Privacy was out mowing its lawn
    Privacy saw earnest Curiosity in the distance 
    Privacy went inside and drew the curtains
    Curiosity rushed to the unfamilar door
    Curiosity turned the knob, but it was locked
    Curiosity was used to strolling in, uninvited
    But Curiosity was also a bit of a flake
    And once interest warned, Curiosity left
    Other neighbors coped in their own ways
    Intimacy didn’t find Curiosity reliable
    Often annoyed by their inconsistancy
    Curiosity didn’t really respect Boundaries
    Even when Boundaries built a gate
    Curiosity just climbed right over it
    So now Boundaries avoided Curiosity
    But Privacy was new and interesting
    Curiosity called out, pounding at the door
    Privacy persistently didn’t answer
    Curiosity got louder, demanding to be let in
    Night rolled in and finally Curiosity left
    In the dark of night, Privacy stepped outside
    Boundaries walked down the dim street
    Boundaries stopped in eyesight of Privacy
    Boundaries waited for Privacy to wave
    A bit later, Intimacy walked down the street
    Privacy looked for Boundaires blessing
    Feeling reassured, Privacy waved at Intimacy
    Standing outside, in companionable silence,
    They felt bad about excluding Curiosity
    But not bad enough to invite Curiosity over
    So the three new friends went inside
    And Privacy locked the door behind them.
    2022-04-05
    Poem, poetry

  • Doctors are the villian in my story

    As a kid, I coughed until I threw up my dinner
    Screamed from painful ear infections
    Spend school lunch in the nurses office
    Wet my pants heading for the toilet
    As a preteen, they sent me to a psychiatrist
    To sort out my runny nose and cough
    The psychiatrist told me to “do better”
    To stop making my mom’s life hard
    As a teen, the truant officer came to the door
    Mom told me to go to school achy
    The school wouldn’t take her notes anymore
    Wait until the nurses office sent me home
    As an adult, my boss told me to show up
    Coworkers got mad when I came to work sick
    Doctor wrote me a note with an end date
    But I was still sick when I returned to work
    I’m old now and Doctors blame my age
    To few symptoms and they ignore me
    To many symptoms and they dismiss me
    If I wait too long to visit they shame me
    What I’ve learned is that doctors make me cry
    I don’t expect to be healthy anytime soon
    But I’m pretty good at surviving while ill 
    Expert level at hiding my sick.
    2022-03-29
    Poem, poetry

  • Closed to the public

    You don’t get to decide 
    If my truth holds merit 
    Your curiosity isn’t owed
    Just because I’m different 
    You have no right to my story
    My privacy is a closed door
    You don’t deserve an explanation
    Just because I mentioned me
    If you really think you’re owed
    Then your priveledge is showing 
    The only thing you own is you
    I’m not giving tours to me today.
    2022-03-22
    Poem, poetry

  • Atoms in this galaxy

    No more than ants to an elephant
    Or a spec of sand to the sun
    That us the only way I can see
    Comparing ourself in this universe
    Some propose a greater being
    A greater intelligence to design
    But then they have the hubris to think
    It speaks to us all, it listens to us all
    That it cares more for some than others
    My thoughts lean toward existential dread
    I dont think the galaxy speaks to me 
    There is no one tuned in to my silent pleas
    I can be grateful for my unique existence 
    And agnostic to my place in this universe.
    2022-03-15
    Poem, poetry

  • my priveledge

    First world

    White middle class
    Well educated
    This is not bragging 
    This is my priveledge 
    I didn’t earn these
    I am not superior
    These are my benefits
    My unfair source of power
    I wish I could share them
    But all I can do is be aware
    That I have things others don’t
    Removing the barriers I can
    And admitting my bias 
    This isn’t fair or right
    It’s just the world I live in.
    2022-03-08
    poetry

  • Carrying these under eye bags

    When allergies bruise my face

    With deep set racoon eyes
    Meds only help so much
    Only time and sleep can fix
    The curse my body lives with
    These puffy, achy pains of existing
    Doing too much or doing to little
    There is no win, only compromise
    I avoid what I can and live moderately
    But yesterday the world beat me me up
    And now my body’s bullied into submission
    These deep purple circles under my eyes
    Tell me today I need to rest.
    2022-03-07
    Poem, poetry

  • uninspired

    A fine whine comes at the time

    When inspiration is in decline
    I use fire to fuel my brain
    Fill the furnace with my pain
    Wait for the watched pot to boil
    Hold my breath until it uncoils 
    Step away to let it simmer
    Smoke’ll let me know when it’s dinner.
    2022-03-01
    Poem, poetry

  • hurt feelings

    It’s true my feelings are my own
    And only I can choose to feel hurt
    But the shock is none the less
    When reality defies expectation
    A tone of cruel dismissal
    Harsh words swaddled in sweetness
    The unevenness stings sharply
    I feel hurt by what you aimed at me
    There is no opening to demand better
    To ask reason from a mouth that bruises
    At best I can choose to move on
    You have no say in my feelings.
    2022-02-22
    Poem, poetry

  • Corporate dissonance

    Managers have to be the best
    They have to climb a ladder
    Compete to get to the top
    Disability is a disadvantage
    We are trying to survive
    We innately don’t fit in
    Reasonable accommodation
    Requires disability to expose need
    To get assistance we have to ask
    We have to explain our weakness
    This corporate paradigm
    The culture of management
    Conflicts with the reality of disability
    It’s like expecting wolves
    To see the sheep’s point of view
    And then stubbornly confused 
    when the wolf sees the sheep
    As a meal when it’s time for dinner.
    2022-02-15
    Poem, poetry

  • rare collectibles

    Extroverts collect friends

    They must have them all
    Introverts search for rare
    They want that perfect match
    Is it better to care for the world
    Or restrict to the right fit
    Who can say what works right
    Except for each one of us.
    2022-02-08
    Poem, poetry

  • 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

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