When I was twelve I learned here were people
who didn’t like me because of my religion
I learned the stereotypes I was supposed to fit
and all the ways I would never be right
Because
I don’t have straight, blond hair
that doesn’t frizz when it’s humid
I don’t think pork bologna on white bread
with miracle whip is food
I don’t believe I need salvation to
avoid eternal damnation

In your mind I am doubly damned
by the twin curses: Judaism and Lesbianism

I am who I am
I do not care if you hate me
I am who I am
I do not care if you judge me and find me wanting
I am who I am  

I love who I am and I won’t allow
your vitriol to destoy me

I love who I am