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 Yes, I know the many shades of prejudice. Here is my intersectionality: I feel like an alien to this world. I have a… 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?
Intersex Girl My name is Joey and I’m here to say, I am intersex and that’s okay. I love to dance, sing and play football too and that does not make me different than you. I love being me and you love being you, there is so much we can do. We can kick a… Continue reading IAD 2018 Poem: I am an Intersex Girl
My ship has finally landed! Thank you for welcoming me to this strange planet where only typical men and women are allowed to exist. I am obviously an Alien Space Pirate. Space Pirate, you say? How strange is that? There’s Space, which doesn’t have Pirates, and there are Pirates, that should never be in Space.… Continue reading Poem: My ship has finally landed!
Today I am me. I am empowered, I am being heard. Yesterday, I was unheard. I was invisible. I was the one whose power was taken away, and I was made broken by this world. I am complete now, I am whole in body and soul. Always, with you Sally Gross. By Anunnaki Ray Marquez August,… Continue reading Poem: I am whole
This world did not teach you. I could not reach you. This world did not teach you. So you did not know better. • Ignorance creates monsters. Ignorance creates fear. You were supposed to love me. You hated me instead. We are blood. It did not matter to you. • This world did not… Continue reading Poem: Getting over the Grief of Abandonment
Intersex Poem: September 5th, 2012 "Let’s curse the verse. The fame of shame can be tamed. Its name is bold, written on a frame of gold. The picture can’t be measured with a Ritcher. A broken heart torn all apart. So from the start, we a work of art. But with a scalpel with no… Continue reading Intersex Poem By Mo Cortez, Intersex Advocate
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 Rainbow Railroad, LGBTQIA+
To my mother: When I was born I became a thorn in your pocket You wanted me to be Anthony I disappointed you You raised me as Antoinette My picture not even in your locket You couldn't protect me, they erased me To my living sister: When I grew up You called me Toni with… Continue reading Poem: You couldn’t protect me, they erased me