No longer “strange”
queer is brave
queer is different
queer is proud
queer is powerful
queer is loving
queer is open
What I find strange
is the propensity
to hate, to bruise,
to hurt, to shout
against what looks
to me like nothing
more than love
than two people
in it or looking for it
than one person
unafraid to look like it
than a community
finding each other in it.
To use such
energy fighting
against that–
that’s strange
and harmful
and dangerous,
not love
never love.