Shana Roark

Shana Roark 🤳 text me 4 a poem: 9176024467
📖 i wrote 3 books. click link 👇🏻
📧 bookings: [email protected]

05/29/2026

some ppl just…need a poem in their life 😏😏😏😏😏

anyway, if you want a poem, i would love to write one for you or your loved one :) text me here: 917.602.4467

05/27/2026

thoughts?

people don’t remember the signature cocktail or the flower arrangements.they remember the moment someone sat down with t...
05/25/2026

people don’t remember the signature cocktail or the flower arrangements.

they remember the moment someone sat down with them, listened closely, and turned their life into a poem.

that’s what i do at weddings, private dinners, and brand events across nyc.

every poem is written live on a vintage typewriter and given to guests to keep forever.

if you’re planning an event, and want something people will talk about long after it ends, my booking inquiries are open.

❤️, SuperGirlReject

05/24/2026
05/16/2026

would you stop your parents from meeting?

a response to Sharon Olds’ “i go back to May 1937”

05/12/2026

feeling ✨beautiful ✨ at .689

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my dream team.

♥️,

SuperGirlReject

05/11/2026

paid opportunity. message me for details

05/07/2026

for a long time, i thought affirmations were just beautiful lies people told themselves to survive their lives.

back then, i was carrying notebooks through new york, working jobs that emptied me, writing poems in moments stolen from exhaustion.

i remember whispering things about myself that sounded impossible in my own mouth.

i am a poet.
i will make a living from my words.
my life will belong to me someday.

and the strange thing was—nothing around me agreed.

not my bank account.
not the fear in my stomach.
not the people who treated poetry like a dream you eventually grow out of.

but i kept saying it anyway.

i said those affirmations on trains, on freezing street corners, in tiny apartments with peeling paint and loud pipes.

and slowly, my mind began rearranging itself around possibility.

because before this life existed physically, it existed in the way i spoke to myself.

now i wake up every morning as a full-time poet.

not because i was fearless.
not because i always believed in myself.

but because somewhere in the middle of all that doubt, i kept speaking a future into existence before i had any proof it would arrive.

♥️,

SuperGirlReject

05/05/2026

what hurts more?


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