Naomi Boshari
Writer
Poet
When you're 23
It's easy to get caught up in comparisons
Life becomes a competition titled: Who Can Get Their Shit Together First.
And that sure as hell isn't you
But you see the runners getting close to the finish line
And wonder why that isn't you.
In reality there's no medal to be won
It's the journey, right?
Being 23 is about leaning into the discomfort of uncertainty
Embracing the what ifs
The possibilities that your twenties offers
Because do you really want "get there" at 23?
I try and remind myself not to get so caught up
There's too much life left to explore.
It's easy to get caught up in comparisons
Life becomes a competition titled: Who Can Get Their Shit Together First.
And that sure as hell isn't you
But you see the runners getting close to the finish line
And wonder why that isn't you.
In reality there's no medal to be won
It's the journey, right?
Being 23 is about leaning into the discomfort of uncertainty
Embracing the what ifs
The possibilities that your twenties offers
Because do you really want "get there" at 23?
I try and remind myself not to get so caught up
There's too much life left to explore.
-Naomi Boshari
So you think you're a writer?
You post a nice picture with a poemWhat's the point of that?
And I say,
You don't see the hours I spend
In a cafe
In my room
On the subway
Working on my writing
The early mornings and late nights
The sweat blood tears
And heart
That goes into my writing.
And sometimes no
There is no point
But your shallow judgements
Will keep you silent
While my voice will be the one
Shouting from the rooftops.
-Naomi Boshari
The bed.
Where you and i
Became a we
My home for a few months—
But I am a traveler,
And it was time for me to leave.
Where you and i
Became a we
My home for a few months—
But I am a traveler,
And it was time for me to leave.
-Naomi Boshari
