After the parade,
when all the flags have been taken down,
and the rainbow logos have disappeared,
I am still here.
I am still here,
walking over the faded rainbow crosswalks
on my way to my local comic shop
to pick up the books that I will spend
hours talking to my partner about
on a phone call we can't seem to let end.
I am still here,
shamelessly flirting with my friends
as we watch movies and play roleplaying games together,
finding ways to tell the stories we wished
we'd had years ago.
I am still here,
coating my canvas in shades of
pink, purple and blue
during a painting night with my roommate.
I am still here,
happy and proud,
knowing that I found myself,
and found my place,
when I found my people.
About the Creator
Kelsey Clarey
She/Her/Fae/Faer. I live in Nova Scotia, Canada. I mostly write poetry and flash fiction currently, a lot of it fantasy/folklore/fairy tale inspired. I also like to do a lot of fiber arts and design TTRPGs.
https://linktr.ee/islanderscaper
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Comments (2)
Thank you for pouring your heart out. You bring beauty to the world.
Yes! I feel this is much! And you found the words my friend! Thank you and continue to be you!