my family yells their names, they say i look like them, all the same are you looking for another face in mine or do you hope i carry their essence, spirit, the family line
-being compared to a family member who passed, and being told i look just like them
for i am beautiful no matter what shade i reflect you under, i hide the worlds secrets deep beneath, but provide peace, the type of serenity those need i create home & space for creatures below even those maybe even shadows foretold water be me water is me i am water
why does it cost to love freely the men in our communities need to see people like you & me
our men can get locked up for a systems corruption, corruption in our community draws a invisible line at queerness a way of life a way of expressing a way of loving this threatens you
why?
-a response to my community after hearing how they responded to the notion that men need gay romodels