To have peace with suffering one has to realize that when suffering ends life ends too. To have peace with suffering is to find peace in this fallible life in its entirety. Not just praising our joys - but embracing our blood, sweat and tears, too. Our very death becomes as sacred as birth. Our… Continue reading Poem: When Suffering ends, life ends too.
When it is not safe to share our pronouns.
I often have conversations with people on Facebook, and the comments I share below are an accumulation of responses to this post: Please share a time when it is not safe to share your own or another person's true pronouns. Note: "True Pronouns" are what we have self-determined to reflect our authentic gender identity and… Continue reading When it is not safe to share our pronouns.
Reading This Can Change Your Perspective – Anya Kylie
Sometimes intersex friends share with me things that they want more people to read. Here is a letter to you, from a beloved intersex friend of mine. She writes to you about being assigned wrong, coerced as a nonconsenting child into surgery, and forced the wrong hormones. She was never supposed to be a boy… Continue reading Reading This Can Change Your Perspective – Anya Kylie
Poem: Your Lofty Bigot Friends Won’t Save You
You used me You now threaten me I am glad you are filled with guilt You used me I am prepared to receive my restitution You used me You won't get away with it Even the bigots that surround you can't do anything against the truth You used me and then threw me away like… Continue reading Poem: Your Lofty Bigot Friends Won’t Save You
Poem: A Gestational Father on Seahorse Day!
You were stuck Inside of me They had to free you, as you kicked my ribs to get out They cut you out of me so you could breathe life Some shamed me for it Saying I was somehow less than all women With their actions, or lack of actions They are afraid to stand… Continue reading Poem: A Gestational Father on Seahorse Day!
Poem: Empty Nest of Compassion
My child, Like me, you are given the Universe to sort out. I see you jump the nest, with your new wings, with a deep love and Compassion. I see your suffering. You attacked me with your rage. I see how this pain is yours and not mine. My love never dies. We both have… Continue reading Poem: Empty Nest of Compassion
Poem: You are a man, I am a man.
Photo by cottonbro on Pexels.com We are similar but we are not the same You are a man, I am a man You say that is the same No There is more Our world erased me so you don't even know there is more You are man, I am a man I fathered your children… Continue reading Poem: You are a man, I am a man.
Surviving Years of Pure Hell with Faith, a verb.
Today my family has survived too much grief this last decade. Things were obviously coming to a head with the COVID19 pandemic, my health decline with COVID, and then James' health decline with CMML Leukemia, and God knows how COVID played a part. That virus hit all five of us. Too many friends, who were loved,… Continue reading Surviving Years of Pure Hell with Faith, a verb.
Poem: Father’s Day is Your Day
An Orange Ribbon for Leukemia Father's Day is your day I will never want to share it with you Mother's Day is now Seahorse Day That is my day because I am your husband now I could not have done it without you You gave me your sperm with love that created our babies with… Continue reading Poem: Father’s Day is Your Day