Her is no longer just a word
When “Who are you more afraid of losing?”
Precedes that simple little word,
As my own very gay (brown) eyes
Gravitate towards hers, and more so,
Her rainbow wristband,
"One thing I did know
With utmost certainty
From logical child reasoning
Is that my legs could take me
Where my heart could not."
Pittsburgh artist and art therapist, Jenni Bee, opens up about her art.
"It became clear that even the “artist”, the “forward thinkers”, the select group of people of that I expected to embrace the natural state of a woman’s beauty, still didn’t understand my strife. But none of it mattered. I stood there proud."
"Boy, girl, they, them;
You are who you want to be.
The only verdict should come from your reflection."
We’ll spend our whole lives writing you
And when we finally get it right
We’ll be questioning if we wrote you for the right person