The Diatribe’s Kyd Kane
I spent my childhood living between my grandma’s home and my mom’s house. While the adults in my life worked to sustain and navigate through the perils they faced in everyday life, I was left to adapt and develop resiliency, creativity, responsibility and perseverance.
I met words and creativity at my school’s annual outdoor poetry festival, the next year. I began reading anything I could get my hands on….
I wrote classics in classrooms when I was 10 years old…
I became obsessed with writing stories and poems. I started receiving awards and certificates for excelling in school but, of course, no one noticed.
Rewriting my life in my mind So I had a mom like Claire Huxtable and a pops like Uncle Phil….
Living a life much more comfortable with less past due bills And more money to fill banks. Less noodles and more steaks. Less agitation and more vacations. I literally vacated the physical to live a life more traditional. These words raised me, These words saved me. Gave me hugs when people forgot to hug me
Words became my family, creative expression became my best friend. A plethora of pages and writing utensils witnessed my life unfold, I wrote notebooks and notebooks of untold gold and true to form, no one noticed.
Years later my obsession with writing and creativity continued, but was eventually stifled by sexual violence, demanding jobs, lack of familial support and a resurfacing of childhood trauma associated with adbandonment and neglect.
Struggling through life with depression, anxiety and PTSD, I set out on a journey of mindfulness that led me to therapy.
Anxious to connect with other creatives, I began sharing my poetry on blog sites and at open mics and before long I found community. The kid in me always wanted to be noticed, always wanted to be heard, always wanted to be loved and I was finally being noticed.
My art would eventually give me the opportunity to share my work in spaces and on stages all over the nation. The very things that helped me fly as a child, now allow me to soar as a woman. I am so grateful that I reconnected with the kid in me.