Growing up in South Texas
Difference is dealt with
I isolate myself
my masculinity challenged my
desire deviant
Neck, hands, veins
Engorged
Delicate flesh caressed
The binaries enforced
Made to feel, vulnerable, exposed
Fear
To confront them I tear myself apart
Images
I isolate my figures
They are different
I challenge their masculinity
Celebrating their deviance
The binaries collapse
Intimacy
Hiding, silent, ashamed… No
The door is now open
The violence welcome
