I said I didn’t like you when I first met you,
Because I didn’t trust the way you moved your hands.
(Your fingers moved too gently and beautifully.)
But one day, when I had to play softball in P.E.,
I kept striking out.
You showed me, with your hands,
How to hold the bat.
Your hands guided mine and showed me what to do.
After that, how could I hate your hands?

dancing round the tiny room
looking like a flower bloom
smile growing as you spin
turning quickly to a grin

hair undone and flowing down
show the world your princess gown
music filling the tiny space
music, hair, bows, and lace

watching through the foggy glass
spacing out inside your class
shoes kicked off beneath your desk
try to hide your bubblegum breath

teacher drones about geometry
hate it as much as geography
try at least to take the notes,
review them when you get back home

showing off your "special friend"
assuring he is "just a friend"
dinner shall be awkward now
awkward now that he's around

see a girl and feel quite odd
but never think that you are flawed
date a girl, date a boy
date whoever brings you joy.

packing up your childhood
can't do the things a child could
off to find your rightful place
off to find your steady pace

get a job, get a house
get yourself a caring spouse.
have some children, have some fun
before the time you have is done.

Or don't.

buy a car and travel around.
decide to come back homeward bound.
live a life without destraction.
hear the mighty call to action.

go to college, or just don't.
we won't judge, no we won't.
Adult is now the name for you,
and with such title, do what you do.

dance around the room at night,
love a girl, if you feel its right.
leave your toys just laying about,
you know I'd never throw them out.

Denial,
such a human emotion.

So quick am I to turn my back,
to close my eyes against the truth

So adamant that it must be wrong

it must

For if I am right I would have to face the consequences of something that is out of my control.


If denial is my first instinct, to claw my way out of the quicksand

then why,

when I came out,

did I never except denial from you?

They say we are like beasts in the night;

Senseless and wild.
Menacing fangs, ready to devour the world.



In truth, we are like wolves;

Untamed with teeth to rip apart all who dares threaten our packs.

With furs to cuddle the biting cold away, sharp ears and eyes to pick up on the first signs of danger.



In truth, we are like cats;

Finding our home back from the streets,

Or simply knowing how to get away from the hand that feeds nothing but pain.



In truth, we are like rats;

Blamed for a disease we do not have,

Deemed filthy and wretched by all who refuse know us.



In truth, we are like crows;

Beloved by the outcasts,

Flock together into groups, loyal with a love that can bring gods down.



In truth, we are like mint;

Impossible to get rid of, no matter how many of us you pluck out of this earth.

Persistent and all the more lovely for it.



You say we are like seeds planted in pots;

Destined to settle down the way the gardeners dictated, all other possible futures disregarded.



In truth, we are like the moon;

the phases are nothing but your refusal to see as us a whole.

I'm sending you an indigofera tinctora
plant it, water it, grow it
when it blooms
pluck a petal and hold it to your eye
look at me
through its vulnerable corolla
for when you need to see beyond the tangible
the little girl you created
Aubrey -
A not so ordinary girl or name
But who's to blame?

I'm sending you a stained glass dreamcatcher
careful it doesn't break
hang it over your bed
when you wake, hold it to your eyes
look at me
for when you need to see my truth
Joseph's coat of many colors
Aubrey -
A not so ordinary girl or name
But who's to blame?

I'm sending you the promise of a flood-free future
take a step closer
study it
place the promise between us
illuminate
for when you seed to my truth
hate-proof, judge-proof, water-proof
Aubrey -
A not so ordinary girl or name
But who's to blame?

So many colours surround us
They seem to bound us
I often with I was ultra violet
Just to be able to hide it
Me and my life
To stop rolling the dice
To roam with happiness
As the time presses
So many colours surrounds me
I no longer wish for them to bound me

I fell in love.
they are so beautiful
they are them
enby is an exotic way
to say handsome and amazing
in every single way

You find out
I explain
You don't accept it
I can't be me