The day I receive my intersex birth certificate from Colorado.
I am a survivor of much harm. Over and over again I crawl out of this hole I find myself in. Why, because I am a survivor. How dare you tell me I asked for it. You curse and rant and call me names even. What is wrong with you? You won't take my power… Continue reading Poem: No, you will not take my power away.
I was born in such a way where hospitals and doctors don't have to help me if they do not want to Just so you know they no longer have to take the oath to do no harm So because of prejudice harm is done ∇ In April COVID19 almost kicked my ass while in… Continue reading Poem: Nocked Down While Locked Down
The United States 2020 Census didn't include my sex. You see, my legal existence is not intersex, the way that I was born. September 2018 this erroneous error on my original birth certificate was corrected to my true sex: intersex. I am Proudly the First in Colorado to get an Intersex Birth… Continue reading The United States 2020 Census Didn’t Include My Sex!
I close my eyes and walk in the past To your waterfall, I am at peace at last My body with fever, my throat razor blades My head is hurting, my mind in a haze The thick goo in my throat breaking with meds Hoping it doesn't travel any lower please go away and no… Continue reading Poem: I am sick, too.
7.8 Billion People And here I am feeling special here I am not wanting to die knowing I could due to health and age predispositions ONE of many, too many who don't want to be the ONE 7.8 Billion People Conspiracy theories racing in our heads. It feels like eugenics again I finally… Continue reading POEM: COVID 19 War Zone, No April Fools Day!
Moose, Our beloved dog. You loved your family loyally since day one. A gift to us from the angels. Your ability to detect seizures and lactic acidosis even. We found a dog school that taught us to train you into service. You officially became a service dog and went everywhere with us. Allowing us to… Continue reading Poem: A Service Dog’s Perfect Love
They look in the mirror and it is not right. They strive for perfection, and what’s reflected back doesn’t work for them. They aren’t comfortable being bound by boxes and binaries. They are themselves although that’s an intimidating place to be. They hold their ground and position with a ferocious stubbornness. Proven first, with their… Continue reading Poem: Them | By Sara Kaplan
This poem was made with the beautiful Pride SPACE Flags created by Laurie Raye and graciously shared to all to use. If you need definitions please visit Helpful Definitions of Human Sexuality with Flags. Human Diversity & Your Prejudice If you hate us LGBTQIA+ people this poem is for you: Human Diversity is Beautiful stop… Continue reading Poem: Human Diversity & Your Prejudice