There is no more suffering. And now I must live on. Your song on the radio; Without you sounds so wrong. My tears cry in agony; The pain of vacancy. I know you loved me more a man; But then you went away. I see you in the Red Cardinal. He visits me each day.… Continue reading Poem: On this 5th Month Without You
Tag: Our Intersex Love Story
Poem: March Forth, without you.
As you lay there dying, You gave me my marching orders: "We are Knights at the Round Table. I must die now and You must live on." I knew it would be my last night with you. I stayed awake the entire night. Candles of rainbow colors burn in the dark room with only the… Continue reading Poem: March Forth, without you.
Poem: Strength is arriving when you want to die
Strength is not how much you can endure before you break Strength is how much you can endure after you have been broken Strength is arriving when you want to die the physical and emotional pain is so bad but love keeps me here rage keeps me here Strength is forgiving when people, who know… Continue reading Poem: Strength is arriving when you want to die
Haiku: Split into two
Death in deep sorrow Split with the living and dead Did you ever die? By Anunnaki Ray Marquez Febuary 26th, 2023 ~.V.~
Poem: When Suffering ends, life ends too.
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.
Poem: My First Christmas without you.
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.
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.
My ‘Love What Matters’ Article: I’m a Gestational Father
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.~
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.
Poems: His Leukemia
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