Slow dancing
Slow dancing with my
heart.
Is how I maintain my
vibration.
Remember to
soften.
Release what isn’t
mine.
Hold on to what
is.
As the tension starts to takes over,
I let you wash over me and
surrender.
the spoken word
I conceive these pieces with the beat of my heart,
then birth them with the fire of my voice.
i am ayla
born in the east, raised in the west
daughter of two academics, both artists
masters in human rights, committed to social justice
love affair with travel, art, and food
speaks four languages, laughs in all