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31/M/Globe
Simple and original
Johannesburg
Poems
Remus Nov 2015
Sexuality and Gender
Remus
Nov 2015
It's not okay
to pull me aside
and tell me whose
wrong and right.
You ask questions
about when I realized
who I was
and what I want
to become,
when you shouldn't.
There's never really a time
you realize,
there's a time you stop
compressing
all of those thoughts and feelings.
You should feel
content
with me even telling you
who I am.
I don't need to explain
anything further,
but you claim I do.
I'm sick of every
GSA meeting being filled
with questions of my
gender and sexuality.
There's more to me.
You claim you know me,
but you don't.
You have no clue what
my favorite color is
or my favorite movie
or even know what I
love to read.
There's more to me
than a couple of titles.
You say that all you have
is your sexuality and gender,
that has to be a sad life.
I'm sorry that that's all you have.
But I have more.
to pull me aside
and tell me whose
wrong and right.
You ask questions
about when I realized
who I was
and what I want
to become,
when you shouldn't.
There's never really a time
you realize,
there's a time you stop
compressing
all of those thoughts and feelings.
You should feel
content
with me even telling you
who I am.
I don't need to explain
anything further,
but you claim I do.
I'm sick of every
GSA meeting being filled
with questions of my
gender and sexuality.
There's more to me.
You claim you know me,
but you don't.
You have no clue what
my favorite color is
or my favorite movie
or even know what I
love to read.
There's more to me
than a couple of titles.
You say that all you have
is your sexuality and gender,
that has to be a sad life.
I'm sorry that that's all you have.
But I have more.
Audrey
May 2014
I hate your ******* skepticism.
You sit and look at me from across an
Empty expanse of blood-red tablecloth that might as well be
The divide between galaxies.
I try to stay calm when you ask if
"Alternative" pronouns are being used
As a "social experiment" in GSA.
I look away.
My heart pounds.
My face flushes.
It is only for the sake of the young kids present
That I do not mutter any obscenities.
I take a deep breath.
I tell you, slowly, carefully, that
No it isn't an experiment.
They have chosen to use plural pronouns
They, them, theirs,
Just as legitimate as the "normal" ones, male and female.
Why should anyone's name be tied to
What they were born with between their legs?
You answer back in a long drawl that is so full I skepticism
I could choke on it's ignorance.
"Okay then."
Two words, two words that make me rethink everything
I think about you, my father.
I was filled with hope when I listened to
Tales of love and life,
Freedom to marry who you want.
You support gay rights, Dad,
But I'm left wondering:
Do you support all my friends?
The pansexual and gender-fluid and bisexual and homosexual and demi-****** and those who chose other pronouns?
What about the transsexuals and asexuals and third-gendered and pan-romantic and sapiosexual and queer?
I turn away before I reveal my hurt to you
I will not open up this can of worms again, I'm sure.
I thought I knew you.
Now I only know how much more I
Respect
Compared to you.
You sit and look at me from across an
Empty expanse of blood-red tablecloth that might as well be
The divide between galaxies.
I try to stay calm when you ask if
"Alternative" pronouns are being used
As a "social experiment" in GSA.
I look away.
My heart pounds.
My face flushes.
It is only for the sake of the young kids present
That I do not mutter any obscenities.
I take a deep breath.
I tell you, slowly, carefully, that
No it isn't an experiment.
They have chosen to use plural pronouns
They, them, theirs,
Just as legitimate as the "normal" ones, male and female.
Why should anyone's name be tied to
What they were born with between their legs?
You answer back in a long drawl that is so full I skepticism
I could choke on it's ignorance.
"Okay then."
Two words, two words that make me rethink everything
I think about you, my father.
I was filled with hope when I listened to
Tales of love and life,
Freedom to marry who you want.
You support gay rights, Dad,
But I'm left wondering:
Do you support all my friends?
The pansexual and gender-fluid and bisexual and homosexual and demi-****** and those who chose other pronouns?
What about the transsexuals and asexuals and third-gendered and pan-romantic and sapiosexual and queer?
I turn away before I reveal my hurt to you
I will not open up this can of worms again, I'm sure.
I thought I knew you.
Now I only know how much more I
Respect
Compared to you.
Alex Apr 2018
GSA National Day of Silence
Alex
Apr 2018
Today.
Today is the GSA National Day of Silence.
At my school,
We have people participating and wearing badges to show it.
Others are tearing down our posters.
But the best part, is the ones that are supposed to stand with us
Are talking.
They said that they would be silent.
They gave us their vow.
But they lied to us.
Now our Day of Silence is just a broken shell.
Today is the GSA National Day of Silence.
At my school,
We have people participating and wearing badges to show it.
Others are tearing down our posters.
But the best part, is the ones that are supposed to stand with us
Are talking.
They said that they would be silent.
They gave us their vow.
But they lied to us.
Now our Day of Silence is just a broken shell.
This is actually going on in my school at this moment. I am the leader of my schools GSA and this is getting me so mad and disappointed all at the same time.