Submitted poems by Victoria Snyder

A beautifully blossoming poetess, these poems are part of Victoria Snyder’s debut into sharing her work. Although opening up can be a painful process (no birth is without pain!), NTCH feels oceans of depth through the word choice, flow, and feeling transmitted through Victoria’s poetry. At a high point of stress in our workflow, we took a moment to shift tasks and read through contributor submissions. After reading Salient Wonders, we sat there in awe: breathing in the trees dancing around us and the peace stirred within us. Victoria’s poetry embodies the anxiety and the awe, the depth and the dawn, the culmination and the annihilation of being human.

deserted shadow

 wrinkling and hardening by the heat
a newborn without a breast
nurtured less
this cracked dirt is so hard it feels like concrete
and what does my interpretation say about me?
colors so dull I disassociate 
i yearn to 
myself from these pools of sweat
ironically, this is my only form of release
I bet if I ever allowed myself to cry and 
my tears crystallized 
they would be unsymmetrical 
the air is dry and my lungs, they
my heart feels
constricted and my bones are
this skin is being 
stung like fire ants are
crawling all over my exposed parts and I 
forgot how to 
breathe and beat and be
discomforted by these brown hues all over 
so dull I disconnect and I am numb and then 
feelings of frustration become physical sensations 

salient wonders

do you feel? or do you think?
beneath our bare feet on dried mud 
buried underground 
there are worlds so chaotic and profound
we would be 
nothing without
I am, I mean
 I was 
full of doubt 
beneath our skin and muscle 
buried within 
there are worlds so chaotic and profound
we would be 
nothing without 
what do i call that sensation where I Am
overwhelmed with feeling a connection to oneness
that sensation 
of formlessness
feeling physical 
that sensation of forming 
into my choosing
that sensation where we recognize what is broken 
and bow to what is 


“I want to learn more about the many versions of myself. I want to know other people intimately. reflections. lessons. I want to learn more about who I am as a writer, a lover, a creative, an intuitive, a healer through healing myself. I want to learn more about how I can help others heal. And how I can be of service to this planet that so graciously allows us to exist. I want to feel a creative community. I want to give back in response to all of the inspiration I receive every single day – from nature, words, touch, scent, small sounds & big noises made with purpose and emotion, from deep togetherness with others built upon lifetimes, from gods or the universe or the omnipresent or Us. I want to keep writing. receiving. giving. loving. I want to soothe the collective fear of emotional intelligence, the fear of self awareness, the fear of breaking our conditioning. I want to soothe my self doubt, my worry. I want to feed my confidence, my expression, my self love and my love for others. I want to understand pain and pleasure. I want to release. I want to connect with you.”

– Victoria Snyder