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Changeling

Becoming

By Bex JordanPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Into the Light (Photo: @UmaSabirah)

I've stepped into your ring

(out of the stuck in-between)

Entering a new beginning,

I am become a changeling

Surrendering the idea of 'me,'

Reinventing my name.

I'm learning about rooms and doors and

Boundaries

That help to honor you

While discovering me…

Is this becoming?

I no longer recognize the person

I was trying to be,

She is a shell

For what everyone else

Wanted to see.

I am now a 'they,'

(with all the multitudes that brings).

***

I would follow you through fire

But all you ask is action

And time

And words

I'll give you

All of mine.

A falling away of

Vines that wrapped so tight

Around my chest

The suffering, the suffocation

The masks break as I toss them

Aside, no longer needed…

I thought they kept me safe

Inside walls, but really

They only kept me,

Hidden, alone, in the dark;

And a brand new day

Is breaking

And I am taking

My chance

To step into

The light.

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About the Creator

Bex Jordan

They/She. Writer. Gardener. Cat-Lover. Nerd. Always looking up at the sky or down at the ground.

Profile photo by Román Anaya.

Bluesky: @umasabirah.bsky.social

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    Written by Bex Jordan