I was born under Taurus

I was born under Taurus,

And the earth in me does not tremble.

I walk with a steady pulse,

And a calm that does not bend

For theatrics or excuses,

Or the fragile masks people wear

When truth feels too heavy in their hands.

I do not suffer fools gladly.

I do not pretend not to notice

The twist of a story,

The sly little dodge,

The smile that hides a blade.

Duplicity has a scent,

And I catch it long before

The lie learns to speak.

Call me names if you must,

But know I will not carry

Your projection like a burden.

I will hand it back to you

With the same clarity

You tried to avoid.

I will not shrink

To make your shadow smaller.

I will not bow

To soothe your chaos.

My boundaries are not warnings.

They are stone.

They are the quiet certainty

Of someone who knows

What respect feels like

And refuses to settle

For anything less.

I am Taurus.

I stand in my truth

Without apology,

Without haste,

Without fear.

If you want a place in my life,

Bring honesty.

Bring accountability.

Bring the courage

To meet me without masks.

Anything less

Is noise I will not dignify.