Patchwork tatts
Hiding scars from
A 2 AM bullet hole
Roses in prolific
Abundance like
Dandelions
Growing in
Wild disarray
Like babushka dolls
The more you look
The more you see
Scabs healed over
With time covered
In colored ink
Each stroke
Covering the
Mark of a survivor
While others judge
Him as if he is an
Outcast
Little realizing
His motto was
To serve and
To protect
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Letter to our Queer & Trans Youth
Hey, you. I thought I’d start this letter by telling you a little about myself, just so you know who you’re dealing with. I’m an emotional dad, father to three amazing kids who we met through the foster care system, and whose presence in our lives has really transformed my sense of responsibility to the communities that surround us. The connections we’ve made with one another, with our extended families, and with the communities where we live and look for belonging have catapulted us into this whirlwind of emotional tumult which, while not easy by any stretch of the measure, has also been remarkably healing. I realize ours is really only a one-sided chosen family, since our kids didn’t get to choose to live here, but I’d like to think that they did choose to let us love them, which allowed them to grow to love us. And I think that’s where I want to go with this letter- to a place where you can find belonging and healing- even if the pathway there may be peppered with some emotional tumult.
By F Cade Swanson5 days ago in Pride
Comments (11)
I missed this entry! Glad to read it now. Great work M Combs.
Oh wow. This is fantastic. Love how you ended it.
This is fantastic! So much meaning in such few words.
I agree with amazing! ❤️You got the prompts and they are perfect in your poem😉
Amazing poem including all five prompts! Loved the ending... "Little realizing His motto was To serve and To protect"
Gosh this was extremely powerful! Loved your poem!
Nice work.
Oo another great entry! I love the idea of patchwork tattoos. “A 2 AM bullet hole” is a great line!! So clever to put those two prompts together. “Like babushka dolls The more you look The more you see” Is also a particularly brilliant description
Beautiful poem, Mother! Great entry!
Very good Sharon. I like how you tied it all together.
OMG....one of my favorite of yours!!! LOVE it