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Ermelinda Makkimane |
Umbrella
it's raining green
so green it hurts
my eyes, they
were already smarting
from your words, and
those of your dad's
why do I get caught
in the crossfire always?
only, this fire is different, more,
should I say, colorful?
no, this is not sarcasm
why how can i be sarcastic
looking at you sleep
your 12-year old self
who's they/them/their now
no longer him
where's the umbrella
of protection
when i need it
and you murmur
and turn in your sleep
i shrink back
guilty
it's you who need
an umbrella
i'll be that umbrella
for you
Rainbow is me...
the sky reflects my
heart, which I wear
on my sleeve
vibrant shades
i'm closeted no more
i'll flaunt me
I'll step out
IN MY SKIN
because
i'm afraid no more
of failing, of falling
of being who i'm not
so bring on the questions,
i'm ready:
who do you say that i am?