If the world could be its own heroine. I would like to think it...A sunset. There would not be bias. Just spheres, floating upon air balloon pillows. And, every element, separate but the same. Comedy and innocence dressed as colors. Variation's on a rainbow could be our names. The end would be a beginning. And, … Continue reading Variation of a Rainbow
What is hate? Is it something that washes over us. Such as, a child's play in a cool spring on a wet, sodden, summer's day? Is it disguised? An acronym? Perhaps, a left handed compliment? She's pretty cute for a big girl!? Could it be that hate is how we are raised? Ingrained into the … Continue reading HATE
“All young people, regardless of sexual orientation or identity, deserve a safe and supportive environment in which to achieve their full potential.” Harvey Milk I found the minute that questions surfaced, with my inner self...I began to trust less. The minute I began to dislike my choices...The more I paid into the 'oppressed minority!' … Continue reading Pride for the Next Generation
I do not know how to; grow old, grow tired, walk with a limp, acquire a handicap plate, give in, give up, etc. The tools given...unto me were... Sarcasm Judgement the Good Bible...and the Bad Bible Heterosexuality...Did not do me any good other than...Realize, blow jobs were gross. Birth Control pamphlets under my teen-aged door. … Continue reading 4 Lesbian Eyes Only
Tumbling into the vast escape. What...indeed is the languid turmoil for? When staring up at the painted on ceiling for salacious hints... Less than many...have gone since. I have sat in the rooms of pretense and it's friendship with despair. No matter, the guttural response... I cannot produce the flair.