Isabella Madrid Malo

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A world designed for men

A few words on the wild woman — A world designed for men is a world incomptabile with women. Yet, here we are, living every single day by the rules of the game, or should I say, the rules of men. What they don’t know is we have a secret they will never be able to take away…

Poetry On Medium

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Poetry On Medium

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The Wild Woman

The wild woman has been kept inside of us we are born to run with wolves to touch the skies to aim for more the wild woman is unstoppable unforgettable undefiable To be a wild woman is to embrace our female ancestors those who survived the largest predators on earth …

Poetry

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Poetry

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On My Way to Utopia

The beauty of accepting my inner artist through a psychedelic trip. — Inspired by a trip I had after consuming psilocybin, a naturally occurring psychedelic, I decided to write a creative piece about the experience, which I would consequently publish in a large magazine. Considering the significant exposure of the essay, I felt the need to disclose my experience to my father…

Artist

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Artist

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Enough.

This poem goes to all of those trapped in the system To all the students, teachers, hosts, engineers, mathematicians, scientists, philosophers, artists This poem goes to all the managers, governments, teenagers, adults, single parents, consultants, project managers, lawyers and lets not forget, this poem goes to the lifelong learners, to…

Growth

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Growth

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·Feb 14

We do not need you

How is it possible that a woman is condemned for her freedom that a woman is diminished as less than a man How is it possible that we still feel hunted down at nights walking alone towards the lions How is it possible that millions around the world have to…

Poetry

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Poetry

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·Feb 13

A lifetime dualism

A poem on survival skills — I wonder which one is harder Going back home or returning abroad where you now belong Home Home feels warm, peaceful, simple, comfortable Home feels like early mornings to coffee made by dad Home feels like the same breakfast every morning because it’s simply what I grew up knowing and it does not get boring…

Poetry On Medium

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Poetry On Medium

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·Feb 2

You are a piece of art

It makes me feel tired when I am called pretty instead of smart, extraordinary, creative As if my look was the only thing defining my capability When I meet a man my first questions will be about his passions his dreams his goals Why can they not ask the same? Why are we diminished so much so often so loudly I am more than my looks and know that when you don’t see that you are losing me A piece of art

Poetry Writing

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Poetry Writing

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Feb 1

Palmeras en la nieve

Curiosamente en esta ocasión, cuando ingresé al país, no lo percibí violento, estresante o intenso. Lo sentí abrumador y muy frío. Cada viaje de regreso a Colombia presenta situaciones raras e interesantes. Sin embargo, no dejo de pensar en aquella amiga de mi madre que le mencionó en el verano…

Bogotá

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Bogotá

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·Jan 31

What loving is about

You deserve a love that will accept you as you are I don’t mean the acceptance of “you do you, but it’ll have consequences I mean the acceptance where your partner encourages you to fly celebrates your evolution as a person I mean an acceptance where you can communicate freely your deepest truths your deeps fears and desires I’ve been tied in past relationships put in a box I lost my voice my style

Poetry

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Poetry

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·Jan 29

The story of a foreigner

Being a foreigner is not for everyone Leaving home, roots, comfort, past Everyone says it must be hard what they don't understand is leaving home to the other side of the world means entering freedom Nausea Freedom is having endless possibilities and not knowing what to do with any of…

Poetry

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Poetry

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