The Color of a Bird

The Color of a Bird

I was contrivedWith a robust palateA rainbow psycheAnd contempt for castles Their wallsAnd barricadesDank airAnd yearly galas All masks and costumesA charade, a play What could they know of color-In a world of gray? They try to name it “this”Label it “that”Contain it...
I’m Coming Out

I’m Coming Out

This post no longer accurately or *fully* reflects the author’s current viewpoint. However, this was a substantial moment for the author so she has chosen to keep it live. Compassion: A feeling of deep sympathy and sorrow for another who is stricken by...