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
Tonight in the forest the frogs and toads are singing their love calls loudly in one very big obnoxious orgy! By morning songbirds are waking up while night's owls are still hooting. All oblivious to the rising death toll & our president enabling it. The forest doesn't know the Genocide By Anunnaki Ray Marquez… Continue reading Poem: The Forest Doesn’t Know the Genocide
H Honoring the way my body appears naked. E Now believing my body was born Exceptional. R Realizing I was lied to and deceived. M My Mother wanted me to be Anthony they were told to raise me a girl. A I was Assigned wrong at birth. … Continue reading Poem: I am a Hermaphrodite
I was told this world didn't like the word sex. So they changed it to gender. Then they conflated the two as one and the same. Assuming all men were male, and all women were female. Then I was told to be a girl when I am not a girl! It doesn't work that way… Continue reading Poem: Can one be two? Yes! | June Pride Month 2020
I am a survivor of much harm. Over and over again I crawl out of this hole I find myself in. Why, because I am a survivor. How dare you tell me I asked for it. You curse and rant and call me names even. What is wrong with you? You won't take my power… Continue reading Poem: No, you will not take my power away.
I was born in such a way where hospitals and doctors don't have to help me if they do not want to Just so you know they no longer have to take the oath to do no harm So because of prejudice harm is done ∇ In April COVID19 almost kicked my ass while in… Continue reading Poem: Nocked Down While Locked Down
I close my eyes and walk in the past To your waterfall, I am at peace at last My body with fever, my throat razor blades My head is hurting, my mind in a haze The thick goo in my throat breaking with meds Hoping it doesn't travel any lower please go away and no… Continue reading Poem: I am sick, too.
7.8 Billion People And here I am feeling special here I am not wanting to die knowing I could due to health and age predispositions ONE of many, too many who don't want to be the ONE 7.8 Billion People Conspiracy theories racing in our heads. It feels like eugenics again I finally… Continue reading POEM: COVID 19 War Zone, No April Fools Day!
Moose, Our beloved dog. You loved your family loyally since day one. A gift to us from the angels. Your ability to detect seizures and lactic acidosis even. We found a dog school that taught us to train you into service. You officially became a service dog and went everywhere with us. Allowing us to… Continue reading Poem: A Service Dog’s Perfect Love
They look in the mirror and it is not right. They strive for perfection, and what’s reflected back doesn’t work for them. They aren’t comfortable being bound by boxes and binaries. They are themselves although that’s an intimidating place to be. They hold their ground and position with a ferocious stubbornness. Proven first, with their… Continue reading Poem: Them | By Sara Kaplan
Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 