Broccoli Seeds

No longer do I want to choose lovers
based on the fantasy of healing them
or of them healing me

I want someone
with whom I can walk side by side,
providing each other company
while we both heal ourselves

No longer do I want the sugar high
of consuming each other like candy

I want the difficulty and fulfillment
of nourishing each other like broccoli seeds

Hi! I’m Mikéa. I’m a writer, music teacher, and therapist-in-training who lives in Denton, TX. I write songs, poems, and essays about a variety of topics, including mental health, psychology, spirituality, creativity, and self-reflection/personal growth. Find more of my work at

I borrowed the broccoli seed metaphor from Gesturing Toward Decolonial Futures’ “Broccoli Seed Agreement.” Please check out their work! They’re amazing!

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1 thought on “Broccoli Seeds

  1. I love this poem, thank you 🙏😊

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