For Warmth I hold my face between my hands no I am not crying I hold my face between my hands to keep my loneliness warm two hands protecting two hands nourishing two hands to prevent my soul from leaving me in anger By Thich Nhat Hanh My sorrow and empathy consume me when… Continue reading An Intersex Poem of Freedom: I Will Sing My Song
And once the storm is over, I was buried alive I sit here wishing you had not buried me alive I was your brother I know I made a bad sister I was your son How could I be who I was never meant to be? Is this my punishment? And once the storm is… Continue reading Poem: And Once the Storm is Over, I was Buried Alive
I Promise to Be Your Voice I read about you, in Africa, sweet angel now in heaven. They cut your penis off, and you bled to death. Your family blamed all the bad things of the world on your birth. That you were supposedly a curse to this world, simply because you were born… Continue reading Poem: I Promise to Be Your Voice: My New Year Resolution for 2016
All I Want for Christmas All I want for Christmas Is the intersex babies to be born Loved for who they are Praised like in the past The amazing miracle of nature's diversity, that we are All I want for Christmas Is the intersex babies to be born Not fearing unnecessary pain To not be… Continue reading All I Want for Christmas
LGBTQIA + is what they want us to say now Here is the joke about being me: L I was labeled as a LESBIAN as a teen in school G I am labeled as GAY now, as a man married to a man B I was labeled BI-SEXUAL too because at one time I did… Continue reading Poem: Here is the joke about being me; LGBTQIA+
Nothing takes away that Kind of Pain or that Kind of Loss You broke my heart Raising me a Girl Why is it my voice was unheard? You broke my soul Telling me I was no good I can still hear you saying I would amount to nothing You needed me the… Continue reading Poem: Nothing takes away that kind of pain, or that kind of loss
INTERSEX HUMAN RIGHTS: H help us get the message out U ugly things are allowed to happen to intersex babies M make a difference today, and share an intersex person's story A anger can make a difference if focused and controlled N no more atrocities R reason with… Continue reading Poem: Human Rights; December 10th, International Human Rights Day
What happens when they raise a boy, a girl? By Anunnaki Ray I have been watched over by angels, since they took away my right The angels must have known that I would need them every night. For it was then I could hardly breathe. Knowing but not knowing I was being violated, but I… Continue reading Poem: What happens when they raise a boy, a girl?
You taught me I was unlovable when I appeared a girl to this world. My thoughts filthy, how could I be a gay man? They taught me I was unlovable. "Behave!" they said. * You taught me I was unlovable. My thoughts filthy, how could I want this beard? They taught me I was… Continue reading Poem: It Works For Them
This poem was written for Thanksgiving Day, here in the United States, 2015. I write this poem in honor of my gratitude that I survived, when too many are dying. This day I celebrated The Emancipation of my Spirit and my true Gender. Here is my Thanksgiving poem: Breaking from the Kingdom of Isolation! … Continue reading Breaking from the Kingdom of Isolation
Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 