I.
I wanted everyone to hear from me personally,
not through the strings of phone lines
from other people's voice,
whispering into the revisers.
Not through tag posts
because someone couldn't respite
from sharing the information.
Not through stall clues and then them
asking within the comment section,
"Are you gay?"
because how can I respond to that,
publicly, privately, out right denied it.
Either way I will be unable to escape
because everyone will be watching
every movement my bones makes.
II.
When else will I be able to announce
that I'm Bi to all my relatives.
When I see the majority of my dad's side
it's at the holidays and I'm not selfish enough
to take the realty of seeing family
just to come out. Plus, it feels
like the wrong place wrong time.
III.
I can't phone all my relatives
to come out to each and every one
of them, all at different times.
I already have a anxiety attack at the thought of
phoning them to say thank you
for the birthday card they sent.
IV.
If I came out I could start posting
more of my poems and even talk
about this collection or
not to have an anxiety attack by
liking something that has to do
with the LGBTQ+ community.
Wondering if I just doomed myself,
wondering if by me liking that post
it will finally click with my family.
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Violet Strings
Poetry"My lips burn to feel the pressure of her lips on mine." Violet Strings is an LGBTQ+ poetry collection that focuses on romance between two girls, coming out, her not being accepted in her family and how she deals with everything.
