#1
i remember being a little girl
and holding my friend\'s hand
who was also a girl
and nobody even gave it a second thought
because the kissing cheeks and
lips but only on a dare
were just us being kids
and even when i wanted
to hold the pretty girl’s hand
who sat next to me on the bus
it wasn’t a big deal
because we were
just friends
just kids
#2
i remember being scared
because i wanted to marry
my girl friends
and live in a big house
with dogs and window seats
but still this wasn’t
a big deal or something to make
a fuss about
because i was still just a kid
nevermind the fact that
i was 12 and then 13
and i had kissed my first girlfriend
in the middle of the street
on a halloween night
and when the lady answered
the door she smiled when she
saw us holding hands
because my costume made
me look like a boy
and the candy sank like a rock
into my guts while my heart
made its home in my mouth
and when my girlfriend asked
me to come and cuddle with her
early that next morning
i rolled over and pretended to still be
sleeping
#3
i remember being a lesbian
meeting my girlfriend
at the mall
and she took my hand immediately
and told me that she wasn’t going
to be scared of doing that in public
and i fell in love with her
the first time i heard her voice
over the phone and through
the grainy webcam on my crappy laptop
and every time her name popped up
on my phone screen
i loved her even more
#4
i remember being a high school freshman
being called a dyke
and a lesbo
and a faggot
because of my haircut
and the way that i dressed
and when my bestfriend left
because of the bullying
i felt so alone and afraid
because i was surrounded
by couples that were socially acceptable
since they were a boy and a girl
and i hated their ability
to hold hands and kiss in public without
being bullied
being beaten up
being kicked out by their parents
and being killed
#5
i remember the first crush
i had on a boy as a boy myself
and it was exhilarating and terrifying
because i was social suicide
being queer and transgender
nevermind that i could write poetry
or sew buttons onto pants
or paint
or draw
or cook
or bake
or anything else
because my liking boys
and girls and people who
were both or neither or somewhere in-between
wasn’t cute anymore
since i was grown up
it made me a target
a big red X painted on my back
and to some it made me less than human
because loving who i did
made me a sinner
#6
i remember holding my boyfriend\'s hand
at school and how ashamed i felt
because of my palms sweating so much
and how afraid i felt
but i also remember how freeing it was
and how i almost cried the first time
he kissed me on the cheek
and i know my girl-self
who was so afraid and angry and sad
would be proud of me
because i hold nothing back now
and i don’t let that fear show
because loving who i love
and holding the hands of boys or girls
or people that don’t conform to either one
does not make me bad
it makes me brave
it makes you brave
it makes us brave