Writing

Come together

Offer help

Manage their sorrows

Monitor their emotions

Use kindness,

Not hate

If you fall,

They will be there to catch

You

If their expressions carved in stone

could move once again,

their expressions would remain stony.

The dysfunction

we allow to continue functioning

Their gardens,

now flowering with pollution

In a community of acceptance,

there is a lack of understanding

for the A

in LGBTQIA. 

It’s easier to point fingers

than interlock fingers

or tap fingers to chins,

thinking,

I heard rumors of a great ship,

full of great people.

Did they have room for me?

I swam by the ship

and to my surprise,

I was welcomed aboard,

beckoned,

appreciated,

cared for.

I hold my breath 

Until we are free 

Free 

To simply 

Be. 

And I watch myself suffocate

Forgive me. 

I forgot what is of our reality 

I keep everything i have left of you

I still look at our pictures together

We looked so happy

I still have your sweatshirt

It still smells like you

I still have the stuffed animals