In review, 2016
To think of who I was last year
is tricky
I am not now who I
am now.
I am not better, i am not worse.
My heart is certainly broken
for all my heroes i have lost
telling me to be free
speak free
set free
By my body and mind are certainly more whole
less lead weight, dragging me to drown in apathy
less sharp thoughts cutting up my every argument,
every thing i dared think or try to speak
I made freinds in the most unlikely of places
In Serbia, and Portugal, and Toronto and...
We bonded of people we had yet to meet,
stories we had yet to tell,
and still we created, and still we spoke.
It is odd
when you worry
that a person you have never meet
may not live to see the morning
to find that it was a person they had never met
to drive an entire group to search and contact
to get their hero on the line
to talk them down from the edge
all because of community that never meets.
My other communities had great gains,
strides in representation and equality
for latinxs and LGBTA
but the tone of a funeral was found everywhere
at home
at school
online
when we found who had won.
To hear our rally cry
even though there was nothing we could change
lets them know,
"We will someday"
Though this past year has been far from good
far from great
I can say that I am all the greater for surving it.