End of the month came and went, and I completely forgot to post an original poem. I know - the shame, the shame! Anyway, here you are. Feels like a lifetime ago.
* * *
11/20/12
I came
out today.
It was
in a quietly safe place,
An
office erected
For the
heady business
Of
self-exploration.
As I
spoke,
I
listened to the tear-stained echoes
Of
trepidatious students
Who
somehow summoned the strength
To
unfold themselves
For
another person to see,
And I
did what I could
To draw
from their courage.
I
addressed a carpet-skimming desk drawer,
Because
I couldn’t
Look
him in the eye.
Still,
he protected me
With
his gentle listening,
A calm
breeze
To cool
the ague of my babble.
Today,
I stopped holding my breath
And
instead held his hand
To
steady me
As I
inched across
The
tightrope hanging inside myself.
You may
look
At my
aromantic asexuality
And see
fear –
Fear of
sex,
Fear of
closeness,
Fear of
rejection,
Fear of
giving over –
But when
I wrapped my voice around those words
And
said them aloud
For
someone to hear,
I don’t
know that I’ve ever
Been so
brave.
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