Happy Pride Month
One more glass before bed.
(you started at lunch)
You slur a bit, fumble.
Your greatest strengths
and your greatest folly,
born out of your youth,
borne out.
Your beautiful identity
bobbing on the surface of living.
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I appreciate your poem and love the balance in “born out of your youth,/borne out.”
Happy Pride Month!! don’t get too sloshed party’s only getting started
Your title does a lot of work here. The whole poem is well done. (Hi, Julia, good to see you here!)
Sad and angry at the same time. We’ll done.
That was supposed to read “well done”