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.