*Intersex
Enter I *
Into my life
I, Imagine,
I — Myself — Me.
In a world where I can be,
I*
and do not have to try,
To fit in places
where
I
do
not.
I knew,
Long before the words formed and breached and bathed in sunlight,
Exposed
There to reap.
Long before seeds were sewn,
This truth was always mine and I carried it.
Quiet.
Sigh.
and cry.
and watch days go by,
Fall away.
Piece by piece, I not yet something whole, but worn.
A hole,
Torn within torrid expectations of the child I, was supposed to be.
Fraught, with fear, and hope and beauty and radical self-love.
Acceptance,
Only after odysseys,
Across landscapes of change and pills and pain,
A chance at something better.
Grasp between fingers, tight
Firm and solid,
For the first time
unlike the fine sand of yesterday that
always
slipped
away .
I*
Took root and grew, forming something new.
I*, I, exist beyond imagination.
I am here and whole and
I am realized.
Enter I*
Into my life
At this time
The right time.
And now I see —
I*
was always
me.
By Gabriel Filpi
October 26th, 2019
(An honorary visitor to my blog)
To read more poetry please go to: Youth & I Intersex Youth Publication | Intersex Human Rights Australia and Edited by Steph Lum .
Here is the PDF Download: Youth and I | Issue 1 | Edited By Steph Lum
~.V.~
God bless you all, you were made perfect and beautiful. It’s only human weakness and failure that sees you differently.
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