what u call queer in me
is the meeting place of mountains
cerulean ocean sky lips
touching
all my
honey
in my palms
offered across time to
lovers brave enough
to leap
what u call queer in me
is just me making holy
on a good day
and just me making holy
of your bad way
what u call queer in me
is sojourner’s north star
and sylvester’s sweat soaked
assurance
what u call queer in me
is the one spot in the
mirror
rubbed clean enough
for you to see
the stars