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.
Your beautiful red urn: "Forget the hearse, 'cause I'll never die." Back n Black AC/DC | The song you picked out to be played at your memorial. Your last meal with me was Magnolian Beef Your favorite We knew it was the end - hospice would be starting The fortune cooking said, "You will be… Continue reading Poem: My First Christmas without you.
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.
https://www.lovewhatmatters.com/intersex-man-gestational-father-shares-self-discovery-journey/ My article for 'Love What Matters' By Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez | February 9th, 2022 | Edited by Sonia Beltz ~.V.~
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.
A Dedication to my husband L - Loss of life. E - Emotional wreck. U - No Universal Healthcare. K - Keeping your head up somehow. E - Easter, and all holidays could miss me. M - Mood swings, depression and devestation. I - Whom am "I" now, that I know I could die too… Continue reading Poems: His Leukemia
James has been in my life for so long I can't imagine a day when he was not in my life. When a relationship lasts this long, it is as if they become a part of you literally. Especially after surviving my transistion, from woman to man and him saying and convincing me he now… Continue reading My husband’s message to me and the world.
I was told once again by an expert that I should not be alive I was told once again, without denial, that I deserve my disability I was told once again by my family that I am loved I was told once again, as I fight to live each day, that I am worthy of… Continue reading Poem: How to live against all odds
My husband, my everything, my patron to all that I did and do my life for thirty years May be over soon Three to six months to live I can hardly breathe Life as we knew it is over and we thought we had it bad A Love that few understood Don't you dare shame… Continue reading My heart breaks but I have to be strong for him
The two of us We were both young with curly hair Both with "too many" earrings Mistaken as siblings Misfits in many ways not lovers Hidden within me a man You got to see a woman back then You loved me When no one else would Medically abused Psychiatrically misused Corrective raped and beaten They… Continue reading Poem: Two Loti Flowers | Our 25th Silver Aniversary