Suffocated at Birth

In my first months, I learned the truth;
words spoken to suppress.
Many abused their privilege,
using force to oppress.

I believed when told I’m wicked;
a life of tortured lies.
Heterosexist chains bound;
smoke-filled words to survive.

My life offended the holy;
suffocated at birth.
Bred as an abomination;
smashed my face in the dirt.

Voices whispered uneasy truths;
to release my held breath.
Vile images travelled the world;
ravaged minds saw my death.

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Beasts of Terror

they rushed across the land

Heterovert

your slur—my ceaseless derogation

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Twisted Carcass

perverted desires and poisoned words

Fearless Giants

if I object, the hands block my face

Born Gay

inferior, wicked, perverted

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Balloon

A red speck fades where hands fell short