Dear Child, born like me, I saw your blue eyes, yesterday. Your eyes, as deep as the ocean, they touched my soul. I could feel your insecurity, your anxiety, and happiness, to be with a person born like yourself for the first time ever. I think it is in our eyes. People see it in… Continue reading Poem: Dear child, born like me
Stop erasing us. MX. ANUNNAKI RAY, GENDER/INTERSEX ACTIVIST·MONDAY, JUNE 5, 2017 It is always interesting to me how some people would rather end a relationship, and sometimes end a long term friendship, than try to find in their hearts room for another type of person or culture. I become raw with it all. It doesn't… Continue reading Stop Erasing us.