The day I receive my intersex birth certificate from Colorado.
Poem: March Forth, without you.
As you lay there dying, You gave me my marching orders: "We are Knights at the Round Table. I must die now and You must live on." I knew it would be my last night with you. I stayed awake the entire night. Candles of rainbow colors burn in the dark room with only the… Continue reading Poem: March Forth, without you.
A Call for Action: Against Anti-Youth Transgender Bills
Many anti-youth transgender bills have exclusions that promote the continued surgical harm of innocent intersex kids. In these bills, they will call an intersex child a“disorder of sex development” and wrongfully justify continuing to do cosmetic, medically unnecessary surgeries on non-consenting children. All children, endosex or intersex, deserve self-determination over their own bodies. Trans youth, and intersex babies/children,… Continue reading A Call for Action: Against Anti-Youth Transgender Bills
Poem: Strength is arriving when you want to die
Strength is not how much you can endure before you break Strength is how much you can endure after you have been broken Strength is arriving when you want to die the physical and emotional pain is so bad but love keeps me here rage keeps me here Strength is forgiving when people, who know… Continue reading Poem: Strength is arriving when you want to die
Haiku: Split into two
Death in deep sorrow Split with the living and dead Did you ever die? By Anunnaki Ray Marquez Febuary 26th, 2023 ~.V.~
Poem: My Broken Family
A generational tragedy Over and over again I wanted to end it but learned I could only change myself I decided to live you didn't Over and over again a type of generational tragedy that will not stop repeating itself suffering, death, dying So much I am powerless over I was taught that I could… Continue reading Poem: My Broken Family
Poem: When Suffering ends, life ends too.
To have peace with suffering one has to realize that when suffering ends life ends too. To have peace with suffering is to find peace in this fallible life in its entirety. Not just praising our joys - but embracing our blood, sweat and tears, too. Our very death becomes as sacred as birth. Our… Continue reading Poem: When Suffering ends, life ends too.
Poem: My First Christmas without you.
Your beautiful red urn: "Forget the hearse, 'cause I'll never die." Back n Black AC/DC | The song you picked out to be played at your memorial. Your last meal with me was Magnolian Beef Your favorite We knew it was the end - hospice would be starting The fortune cooking said, "You will be… Continue reading Poem: My First Christmas without you.
Poem: The leaves fall with my tears
I am alone yet not alone The seasons changed again the green leaves mourn their green color fading into shades of orange, yellow, red and some ugly shades of brown To later fall to the ground into the rubbish To feed the snails - you say I am alone yet not alone The seasons changed… Continue reading Poem: The leaves fall with my tears
Dear Medical Complex and Government, Gestational Fathers Exist!
Dear Medical Complex and Government, My son and daughter are biologically related to both of their parents. We are two men, a gestational dad, and a seminal father. You see, I am an intersex man. I am not a woman.I am not female. We are not the only family like this. Please update your forms immediately! Your prejudice… Continue reading Dear Medical Complex and Government, Gestational Fathers Exist!
When it is not safe to share our pronouns.
I often have conversations with people on Facebook, and the comments I share below are an accumulation of responses to this post: Please share a time when it is not safe to share your own or another person's true pronouns. Note: "True Pronouns" are what we have self-determined to reflect our authentic gender identity and… Continue reading When it is not safe to share our pronouns.
Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 