I am queer.
I will repeat it only for myself to hear.
I am queer.
There are no false implications behind the words least uttered, so how have I been convinced otherwise.
I have watched myself with two eyes filled to brim with chastisement and desire-
walk the blurred lines between water and fire.
Between mother's love and a life of my own.
A life most important as I am only granted one.
It is a process enjoyable for some-
they glide from the shadows into the light on the receiving end of tearful understandings and accepting friends.
I would be banished as I was then.
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