Poem: Where Queer Meets Queer

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Illustration by Maitri Dore

Illustration by Maitri Dore

I wake up every morning,

And the wall around me breaks down my life into various provinces

With the ruler of each

Driving me crazy.

 

I step out,

And my craziness is fuelled,

By the obnoxious laughs of the demons.

‘Stereotype’ blatantly walks past me,

And ‘normativity’ drives a sword deep into my nerve.

 

The blood that oozes out,

Creates a mirror.

Where I meet myself.

And I realize,

The Queer meeting the Queer,

Is like a mirror meeting a mirror,

With infinity sprawling across its lawns,

And reflections defining their existence.

 

And I smile.

Obnoxiously,

I smile.