Born in every way I am hated by your world May I wake you up Haiku By Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez November 22, 2018, Thanksgiving Day in the United States My intersectionality: I feel like an alien to this world. I have a Marquez Castilian Spanish Father My mother grew up in poverty in… Continue reading Poem: My Intersectionality
The void of emptiness. A hole in my heart. Was it your assumptions, your embarrassment, your shame? Why won't you call me a friend now? Was it my beard, my penis, my appearing a gay man now? You said I had lied to you when I appeared a woman. Why did my becoming an… Continue reading Poem: Was it my penis?
How do we stay safe? Do we have freedom? You argue if I have privilege or not I don't have the same human rights as you I don't have the same civil rights as you either My life could be in danger My life not protected Bigotry and Prejudice Special Safe lists: Safe doctors Safe… Continue reading Poem: The Underground Railroad LGBTQIA+
I have heard it will take time. That it is going to take time to stop mutilating the genitals of innocent children. No, you are not "fixing us" and getting away with it no longer. Yes, you heard right. We all shout from the rooftops now! That this world is so barbaric! Everyone will… Continue reading My Plea to this World on New Year’s Day 2018.