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coming out [poem]

I’m in a constant state of coming out
my closet too big
more bedroom than walk in storage space
people see what they expect to see
a lesbian married to her amazing wife
rather than a polyamorous demisexual
married to the woman who loves her best
they see short hair and see dyke
don’t see the way my eyes roam over the male form
and so every day is an act of playing prism
scattering the light until they see
my rainbow on the walls


bookdragon, poet, witch

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