Sarah Kay - Unreliable 

I haven't been watching poetry for a while but just seeing Sarah on the thumbnail I clicked even before I thought about it because the women never disappoints

“You trace your finger along the constellation I’m insisting into existence.” DAMN I love this poet

This is so beautiful. "Slip a piece of me into the pocket of everyone I love. I hope it doesn't sour when I am away"

"i thought I wanted a boyfriend when I actually wanted an audience" oh

It will take us a good few years for us to clearly understand all the metaphors in this😭

Grew up listening to poets like Sarah Kay before I was even considered a man and now her poetry reminds me how beautiful some moments in my life truly were back in simpler days. toothbrush to the bicycle tire is another good poem by her.

"What if you aren't as bad as you suspect you are? What if you will never be as good as you ache?"

"What if who you are is boring and alive? What will you do then?" as a person with depression and suicidal thoughts, this line hit hard. Sarah Kay is truly amazing, I'm inspired by her with every poem.

I miss her 😭

“And then, softer, in the kind of whisper that wouldn’t even fog the glass” the imagery how dare u Ms. Sarah Kay😭

It’s been almost a decade since I’ve discovered her and somehow I still relate to her poetry

oh i love her. she's what spring boarded me into spoken word and free verse poetry. and the presence and emotion in her performance is what i one day hope to be able to convey

beautifully written; "What if you aren't as bad as you suspect you are"

Finally something. Finally this poem I've read and heard. Finally, a fruit of my patience. Thank you, Universe! You knew I needed it, didn't you?

I fell in love with Sarah Kay's Poetry

Some days, boring and alive are enough. You are enough. I adore Sarah Kay's poems 💕

One of the most amazing spoken poets of the 21st century! She plays on the guitar strings of my heart, I don't understand everything said, but what I do, draws a tear to the side of my eye, I know someone gets me! Across the ocean is my double, a mind which rushes this way and that! Leaping off cliffs without thought!

Where is my prize for most unreliable narrator? I would never lie to you but I lie to me all the time. I say, "Look at that bird. This childhood memory That light falling across his body in the steam" and say "BOOM", a stone truth, a poem. And you trust me. You trace your finger along the constellation I'm insisting into existence, and allow my rickety astrology to determine the weather. But this is all dominos. I am just trying to place enough words between now and the end to trick the end into coming later. I slip single doses of myself into the pockets of everyone I love Worried about serving sizes, hoping they do not sour when I'm gone. I spent 32 years in New York City, and every metaphor is stacked with taxi cabs and subways. I spent two weeks in the woods and suddenly every poem swelled with rhododendrons and the smell of firewood. I am the most porous sponge that ever sponged. I throw myself off every emotional cliff and build a pogo stick on the way down. I am not an optimist but I play one in the groupchat. I don't know who I think I need absolution from but I carry around a shiny report card everywhere I go just in case. I thought I wanted a boyfriend but I actually wanted an audience. My father carried dried mushrooms from the market to the wood table on the front porch so he could watch the way the late afternoon sun made patterns on their crackled skin He called my mother out of the house so she could stand next to him and look at it too. They were both so excited they forgot to close the screen door and the bugs made a home of the kitchen. I have never accomplished anything in my life other than the seven-mile run to the lighthouse. This land - someone else's. This language - someone else's. Even the churning fear that pours out of me - an inheritance. Or, if not an inheritance, then a reaction A riverbank formed out of a rushing past I had nothing to do with. I make a phone call, and when you don't pick up, the whole house falls down around me. I am the center of my own dramatic universe and it appalls me. In my dream, from somewhere down a hallway of locked doors, a voice asks: "What if you aren't as bad as you suspect you are? "What if you will never be as good as you ache?" And then, softer, in the kind of whisper that wouldn't even fog the glass, "What if what you are is boring and alive? What are you going to do then?"

Unreliable is everything in life, right? Except for death once we're born?! This is breathtakingly beautiful!!

This is genuinely one of my favourite poems of all time

Everyone's talking about the fact the words and images are so beautiful, here's me thinking "she mentioned a screen door, oh my god, I bet it's the same one with the racoon!"

i just love her performances so much. i have her book and reading them is not the same as watching and listening to them

her voice omg i love her 😢

Sarah is back and she's cooler than ever🥰🥰

I missed something new from Sarah and this came omg😍

Ummmmm, I love her? 🙏🏾💜😁 her oratory prowess is uncanny - 2nd poem in and I’m entranced 😵‍💫🥰

Sarah Kay - my happy place 💞

"kind of whisper that wouldn't even fog the glass"🌟

please never stop posting sarah content, i’ll always subscribe if she’s here

This is so meta, love this one

Naiiyak ako!!! Ang ganda!!! Walang kupas!!! I love U Sarah! Love from the Philippines, as always!!!

I love her poems so much! 🥰🥰

I missed her so much!!🥺yasssss

I missed Sarah!! I love her poetry so much!

She's my favorite. I fell in love with spoken poetry because of her. Thank you Sarah. ✨

love the way she performs

Sarah Kay nevers ceases to amaze me.

i love her poems so much 💚

SARA'S BACK with a reminder

Yohhhh this is the most beautiful thing I have heard in so long !!!

she literally never disappoints

I love every second of it.

Sarah Kay is amazingly inspirational ❤️ her lines are cozy and relaxing

I love this poem

Had to avoid commenting for a moment to brim & sniff but what I was going to say was to imitate a lot of cheesy-honest comments, a trope if you will: I am a simple person, I see Sarah Kay, I click.

i loved this. thank you

Beyond Amazing. Thank you Sarah. Truly inspiratioinal

This one hits different. I hear the same feelings I have of impostor syndrome, existential crises, and a desire for purpose. Wow Sarah Kay 👏👏👏

Beautiful...

ah her poems got me everytime!

Sarah kay never disappoints

yeaaaaaa i feel u, love that

This is just so good ✨

Sarag is so so so good. Wow

finally, sarah kay is back 😭😭

Great!

I think this should be in the type description for a 4 on the enneagram institute

Love all Sarah's stuff, but, man, do those last three bits with the voice hit home in a way only be evicted from the same place might. Masterful.

Always beautiful ❤️

I hope she comes back

This is so good

OMG I SCREAMED HAVE U WATCHED THE MOVIE LIFE ITSELF CAUSE THIS WHOLE CONCEPT IS DISCUSSED IN THE MOVIE AND I FUCKING LOVE SARAH KAY

I see Sarah, i click.

The dominoes line is really accurate.. spot on imagery there

finally, real poetry stands out amidsta pretentious self-indulgent tradition!! a superlative stirring peice of which I am abysmally envious.. my sincerest salutations..

Good poem 👌👌👌 from the best poet ever... I hope one day I am going to meet you dia🙏🔥🔥

I thought "The Type" resonated, but this. Sarah.

wow

Very inspiring and very honest.

I'M INSISTING INTO EXISTING 🔥

Yest tf ma'am!!!

Wow

💗💗💗

❤️

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I've seen her before she good

I miss her

😍😍😍😍😍

Does anyone want to share interpretations or reflections?

10.

THE ENDING OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD

Oh ny gosh

"I thought I wanted a boyfriend but I actually wanted an audience" ❤

I feel so wildly seen right now that it's actually uncomfortable. Incredible.

“I am the most porous sponge that ever sponged.”

Feeling everything ...all the time Makes the worse things worser as the curse gets curser Shouts fill the pores in my face and the hurt sweaters me every single place.... I feel the looks at me and at each other i feel moms telling kids stop touching each other I feel every thought about one another I feel good and envy and hell and love I feel bad and the people glad when youre sad... I feel harboured emotions i feel scorn i feel glances I feel the voids and the nothings noone romances. I feel all the weight the tons the tons I feel heavy in the moods that muck up in dust fuck. I feel all the horror and the gloomy day dances i feel the murmurs i feel the glances...

Wonderful but my favorite poem from her is “If I should have a daughter”- if you’re interested in her check it out on RU-vid. ❤

God! Girl I -🤯🤯 (no need to drag me like this🥹❤️)

"From somewhere down a hallway of locked doors, a voice asks, 'What if you aren't as bad as you suspect you are?'"

I always wanted a girl friend. Back when I was young. But in fact I just wanted to be heard. Hearing and being heard is a primal instinct. And I wanted validated. I wanted someone, a woman, to see in me what was special. Now, that time had passed. The ship has sailed. Like The Rolling Stones "all my loves in vain."

Can someone please explain me this poem? 😅

Is this a new performance? She still performs??

SOVEREIGN // In the face of destruction and warzone wreckage, we are mighty and sovereign. Oppressiveness and evil cannot triumph. // In the face of obstacles and the worst struggles, we are all indestructible and indomitable. Destruction cannot kill us. // Whenever evil violence and bloodshed occurs, shower our humanity with love kindness and hope. Love destroys hate. // Whenever we go through setbacks and roadblocks, we must always remember that love overcomes. We are triumphant. // Know that we are humanitarians and impactful difference makers. Heal as lifesavers for people who are suffering. // To destroy destruction and war, we must demonstrate love kindness compassion empathy courage justice joy and hope. // To annihilate destruction and war, we must all realize we are all united and unified by love. Love is always the way. // We must lead with valor inside of our hearts. Extinguishing oppression and discrimination entails ruling out of love. // For our future generations planet Earth and our human race, we will not give up. Rule through kindness and love eternally. // Emerge into superheroes tomorrow as we protect who and what we lovingly hold dear. We are all omnipotent and sovereign monarchs, ready to triumph. RIP Queen Elizabeth III

i cant believe her parents named her sarah kay

what if what you are is boring wow

Hey you, Jesus is real! He loves you and died for you. You are never too far gone to accept Him in your heart! :) Have a good day!!💝

Yep boring and alive. Showty don’t miss even when she miss.

BORING!!!

Holy.... holy.... wow