Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Three Strikes

My game just started
But I stepped up to the plate with two strikes
I’m Black
And a woman
Years later I would admit my truth
I’m gay
Strike three
Out

How do you win
When the odds are stacked against you

Instead of being pitched opportunities
I’m often beaned with insults
Or worse
Told to stay in the dugout

All I want is to play in a fair game
For spectators to look past my uniform
And see me
Cheer me on as I run the bases
Don’t block the plate
Allow me to score

Strike one
Strike two

Time out

I think it's time to change the game

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

In The Way

I need to write
I want to write
But, as usual
I'm in the way

Striving for perfection
    before pen hits paper
Frozen with a fear
    of inadequacy

I'm my own worst enemy

I need to write
I want to write
But, as usual
I'm in the way

How do I fight an
    enemy that is me
How do I save myself
    from myself