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Poetry by April Frances Federico

The Carrie Bradshaw Theory


Carrie Bradshaw said women come to New York in search of “labels and love—”

Why can’t they go any place in the world and search for “confidence and self-love?”


I have a train as long as my tale, too, Carrie, but it’s not a Vivienne Westwood wedding gown.

It is a tale of how a girl found self-love.


On my own terms, she wakes up everyday and narrates her life just as if Sarah Jessica Parker is doing it for her. Thus, every day, she writes her own story, remembering to love


herself, just as much as she loves her boyfriend, her cat, her mother, her father, her brother, her friends. She forgets, at times, to stop pleasing others, and reward herself with love—


sometimes that love comes in the form of a SHEIN order or simply a coffee with milk and Splenda. Other times, that love


comes in the form of a manicure, or simply the art of writing and empowering others.

That is her definition of self-love


and self-love has no labels.




April Frances Federico is an up-and-coming poet, journalist, activist, and visual artist. She has a specific ardor for women's rights and Title IX issues. She is a huge literature nerd studying Creative Writing with minors in Arts Management and Visual Arts at Roger Williams University. She is also the voice behind The April Diaries and her work has been published in Rose Quartz, Ayaskala, honey & lime lit, Kissing Dynamite, Satin Soulbits, and HEAL(er) Mag.

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