Could a person ask for more ask the gods for their grace than the friends that I adore? the answer is a solid no affirmation of my good luck confirming life outside of norms
another batch has arrived one of many that time supplied so many faces moving through with the naughty and the nice pursuing life as they choose unabashed at the outcome
to these ends they affirm how I choose to express identity true without remorse testing limits that are contrived so many boxes I’ll bust out set by gender or desire
I’ll do the same for my chums we all struggle to declare identities not normative cherub or demon, they’re the same my friends now echo how I am with respect shared between.
The poem “Respect Shared” is another work about the amazing friends I currently have in my life. The past ones have been marvelous, and the future will be as good, but the present ones are truly special.