Princess Ocotillo.
- canelaflames
- Oct 20
- 1 min read

This poem is for a woman I met recently. It was a joy connecting with her. I hope that the circumstances work out in your favor. Your children are lucky to have you as their mother.
Sometimes our bodies betray us. We say one thing, and our bodies reveal how we feel about ourselves
how we feel about others
The Princess asked
Despite being given writing prompts to
Draw out some of those insecurities
Her head betrayed her as she shook her head, 'no.'
What five things do you love about yourself? I implore you to write those letters to your children. Princess Ocotillo, please continue to be you. The world could use a little more of you.


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