SHE ASKS HOW MY LIFE HAS CHANGED BY COMING OUT

It is a repetitive reintroduction of myself

to the universe and everyone in it.

Every time I think I am done

I have to go again. 

And somehow I am rarely seen as I see me. 

First I am queer before I am given my name.

Or I am my name

and nothing else. 

It is a dizzying tango

where I fight to be fully seen

and held. 

After a lifetime of hiding in the dark

I am exposing myself to this light.

I am becoming light.

I was always light I did not realize. 

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