I worry sometimes what God thinks of me
and what the dead, and living, members of my family tree see.
I contradict what is taught in Bible Belt Sunday School.
I am LGBT+, Bi and Nonbinary
and there are those in my bloodline
who see that as a crime,
an affront against God,
but is he not a being full of love? 

If he created us in his image
and we do not have the point of view of his eyes
then who’s to say he didn’t make us with different dyes
and wove us with threads
that defy what is considered
traditional sex and gender lines. 

So while I know
that there are those
in my family tree
who hate to see the sight of me,
I hold on to the hope
that God sees me
and smiles with glee.

(Happy Pride!)