They asked how I've changed compared to those of the same ilk by geography of my breach or the decade I was birthed the answer comes with a grin that I’m the proof of consequence when the orthodox was observed then tossed aside as life progressed
we were once oh so young babies growing to small tots then to youths with many years ahead of them seek the truth against the bulk of legacy assumptions made about core truths who to love and who to hate relevance of gender’s place
attraction denied by dogma’s teeth stating preference from holy book the opposite was only blessed when the same triggered fear abomination was the name given to the ones that strayed from the norm most embraced yet denied the self within
epiphany of a fluid state came much later than the rest gender flowing between two poles seeking balance in my soul this theme repeated what came before the normative left far behind yet still I was the same person grown from child to so much more.
The poem “Grown From Child” was inspired by a meme about people getting more conservative as they get older. That’s not been my personal experience. Today I hope to stand as an example of the how people can exist beyond expected conservative norms.