Don’t you hate it when that happens? Looking for a lighter, to light up some candles and I was at a loss. None were around. And those that were present, were no longer in working order. As the search moved to the bedroom, I scavenged through discarded jeans, in search of a source of controlled […]Read more "Where’s My Lighter?"
If we don’t let police into our parade Is this an opportunity for them to raid? Our identities and who we are are always contested Conversion therapy is still being invested By Canadians who don’t like us and who think that we’re scum But some folks who are closeted “forget” […]Read more "Hostile Keyboards"
My First Love It is hard to leave him behind To walk away from the man that held me As a baby and also as an adult He is hooked up to machines That do the work for him More time for word searches Some days are better than others Today he does his best […]Read more "My First Love "
Am I BLANK enough, to be here? Am I too BLANK to be here? What if I trigger someone, just for being here and for being BLANK? Can I identify if I’m not BLANK enough? Am I suitable ally, if I’m too BLANK or not BLANK? Does your BLANKNESS not […]Read more "BLANK"
Setting an example for someone else to follow To inspire To encourage hope To try To obtain inner peace Chasing it to distant corners Tasting it In short, sporadic intervals Maintaining a light in a hurricane wind So that others can see it Sometimes they […]Read more "Whatever You Call It"
I dreamt that 2SLGBTQ rights were overturned. That we were criminalized again. That we were hunted down. Made to confirm to people who we were not. Assimilated. Terminated. Because of our love. Because of the misunderstanding of others. No more parades. No more marches. I saw my exes get taken away. My friends turn into […]Read more "Found and Lost"