Makes You Stronger
By Nina Oyama
Published 15 August 2022
A man once showed me around a sharehouse
and whenever he showed me a bad part he said
but hey, makes you stronger.
So the sink pipes are rotten. But hey, makes you stronger.
There’s a leak in the ceiling. But hey, makes you stronger.
This is our ornamental Yayoi Kusama inspired wallpaper.
Nah just kidding, it’s mould. But hey.
Makes you stronger.
I am showing my inner child around the cabin on The Ship of Theseus
(That’s a cute nickname I have for my carefully curated ever-changing personality.)
Constantly under renovation, I refuse to throw out the broken bits.
I hoard anything and everything that causes me any pain ever.
A daily reminder to never get too happy - it’s actually self care to self hate.
I show my inner child the hot, stinking pile of mind garbage, rapidly filling the room.
Like, look Simba, everything the light touches is our kingdom!
She doesn’t laugh.
Okay… I am going to deal with it soon
but I’m actually really busy with work and stuff right now? Like
I am adding a Guy Fieri buffet to the Ship of Theseus.
I am adding a big ass waterslide to the Ship of Theseus.
I am performing a poem that uses the phrase “Ship of Theseus”
as if I didn’t just google “modern philosophical terms
that will endear yourself to poets” five minutes ago, on the Ship of Theseus.
I am crashing into an iceberg and all I feel is relief.
I’m in an Oedipal relationship with my inner child
When I grow up im gonna fuck me and then kill myself.
Right now I’m still floating down the river in a basket.
And the wicker is disintegrating.
And the water is pouring in.
But hey. HEY. Makes you stronger.