Joy in the sway

In this small, white-washed town
Queen, I behold you.
Amidst the mundane, you shine, radiant and true.

Brown.
Femme.
Familia.

I smile; a silent pact between souls who understand.

I knew I needed to get out of the house to find the joy of this world.

To see you is to witness joy in its most pure, unbridled form

the joy of being femme, of knowing and being known.

Now, I am poised, ready to write,
To write for me,
For you,
For us.

Brown, queer, femmes, carving spaces where we stand,

Brown, queer, femmes making space for us in this world.