Amidst the Storm (a poem)
So many saw it coming but ignored the warning signs. (a follow-up to my 2016 poem The Coming Storm)
So many saw it coming but ignored the warning signs. (a follow-up to my 2016 poem The Coming Storm)
In light of recent events, I thought I’d come clean and share… My Trans Agenda.
I stand tall, proud,
find strength in who I am,
inspired by my ancestors.
Sometimes we, as artists, hold our creations close to the vest when they are meant to be released into the wild, to find new life and horizons beyond their creators.
(460 words)
I walked out of the din, wandered into the yard. I never thought performing would be so damned hard.
Celebrate what we have been given: this immeasurable gift of expression…
Give thanks. Give attention, acceptance, kindness. Give of your heart. Give comfort. Give peace, joy, happiness. Give of your soul.
Everything’s already been said. There’s nothing left to say. Everything’s been heard and read. There’s nothing left today.
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