Jaz Persing is a writer, singer, and human living in Los Angeles. She works in television when she can. The rest of the time she’s just looking for a dare-to-be-great situation, hoping she can put a good dent in the world with the mess of broken love, vulnerability, and words she has. In the meantime, she’s immensely grateful for God and the many good people around her that make it all seem feasible.


Cascading in waves
And every word a balm
Even in pain
She speaks from a depth beyond description

She was born with a choice
Two women lay before her
One beautiful and silent
Disturbing no still water
Stagnant water
This is the woman they expected of her

“Stay here, in the sameness of the shallows
It’s easier this way
You’ll never get hurt
Don’t worry, we sweep all the mess out of sight.”
But she was not born for this.

She dove into the deepest,
The heart of the sea
She dove before she felt ready
She traversed the ocean
Knowing bravery would follow

She felt cold and the thrashing storm
She let the tears come
Even when she thought they might drown her
They didn’t

She rose again, let the sunlight dry them
She was restored

She swam and went onward
Where no one predicted
She chose a life of all texture
Beauty and brutality alike
She chose life
She became a part of the beauty
Instead of looking outside

She would swim on, until the loneliness of all the world
Had lit on fire
She swam, smiling
Because all the embers were on the shore

Brooklyn Bridge