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Proud Weirdo (poem)

"weird" is finally a compliment to me now

a femme person wearing an alien mask
a femme person wearing an alien mask
 

“You’re s o w e i r d.”


What was once an iron fist-punch to the gut

to the shy kid who felt far too much

is now a cause for celebration,

conjuring the childlike elation

that I thought was lost to

the litany of literary and literal jabs

of my rocky past.


Spectral, eldritch, elysian,

peculiar, eccentric, alien…


all snugly housed in each hemisphere of my mind,

conjoined tendrils seaming them together,

no longer hidden, forbidden, or to be rewritten.


Hell, I’m smitten with strange

and my magickal ways

and not acting my age.

I’ve grown into a changeling adult;

I’ve always been fae (or "faerei" as my best friend likes to say). 🧚


So, call me Weird. Please.

Anything but n o r m a l…



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