Strength (Page 4)

burning orange candles close up (Image: Ivan Kmit)

We are still unable to protect ourselves
and our trans siblings from the destructive power of propaganda, bigotry, hatred, and violence that are still part
of daily life for marginalized communities around the world.

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Worn wooden pews and colorful windows line the center aisle of a little old church. Taken at First Methodist Church of Jermyn. NOTE: this church was built in 1910. In 1968, it was designated as a Texas Historic Landmark.

Do you think it’s really so simple,
that everything is just black or white?
Pitting your morals against us,
it’s not a question of who’s wrong or right.

You cast judgment without understanding,
while your foundation is crumbling away.
Believing you’re walking above us,
when your morals are deep in decay.

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A lonely woman sits on a swing in the park villa in the morning. She is reaching over to hold an empty swing beside her.

I wish I had spoken
one simple, kind word.
It may well have been
the only one heard.

Now it’s much too late.
Life goes on without.
Memories will fade
but regrets they do not.

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Library reading room. Empty wooden swivel chair at wooden library table with book open on the table. Glasses on top of book. Wooden bookcases with blurred bindings of colorful books behind table and chair. A steak knife lies on the floor nearby.

TW: Suicide

I feel my chest heave as I walk through the kitchen.
Heavy breath, warm and wet.
My pace deliberate, pronounced.

Cold steel grazes my neck, awakening memories.

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