Tender Boys & Mama (Ms. Ernestine)

Queer

Tender boys who grew up wit they Grammy
And all her cats
Left to sit back
Cuz when he walk, he got a switch back
That earned him tenure at her house

Jason,
Sweet as pie and quiet as a mouse
Played in the yard, barely left the house

Boys like him was hushed at an early age
At the early stage
When da men dem peep his ways
His true self died at an early age

Like his body did, from AIDS

If I could take a turn back of the page
I would hug him so tight
Let him know that it’s alright
To love and to like...who you like

To be who you be
As softly
As you would like to walk these island streets
Bey I wish I was older when we did meet

I just remember the smile

The smile that showed me early, it was ok to be the Sun
even if some folks prefer shade…


Jason,
I remember you.
I honor you.
I love you.

My first known queer Ancestor
I remember ✨🕊
~Syn
Uncle Clifford and Ms. Ernestine

G. C- (see)

LGBTQ, QBag, qpoc, qwoc

All friends.
Some
new acquaintances.

It’s
time for dessert

She glances at my plate
Vegan German chocolate cake…

Would you like a taste?
She smirks.

LL Cool J style
I
Lick my lips
purposely slow-

She:
Bites down on bottom lip…

shall I feed it to you? I promise you’ll love it

Eyes:

Barely blinking

Sight: never dwindling

I was hoping you would…

A Tuesday evening never felt so good.

Shhhhhh

Bisexual, Gay, gender, Lesbian, LGBTQ, qpoc, Queer, sexuality, Transgender

“No. What are we doin, G?” I pleaded. Her eyes locked into mine. Searching for my Truth, she never blinked and spoke as If reciting a psalm.

Lovely and calm………

OZ

    I’m trying to give you what you want to give me.
    Reach a part of you that you refuse to let anyone else see. That not so grateful place of fear:
    Fear of failure
    Fear of not ever finding or connecting with your one True Soul-Mate
    Or worse. Having her, but losing her.

A nerve. Struck like an out of tune chord
She struck my-
Auto tuned fort
I look.
Then I look some more.

    Hmmm. All I Feel is Truth

I want you to come inside & erase all I thought I had left of my past
I want your hands on this ass…
I want your tongue to sing me Sonnets Of Syn
Until I’m screaming…IT’S YOURS

Well. At least she’s honest. 1zerozero

Listen, Gently

Bisexual, Gay, gender, Lesbian, LGBTQ, qpoc, Queer, qwoc, sexuality, Transgender

I showed her the glorious views of the city from the Oakland Hills.
Robert Glasper feat Solange- Twice
Remixed. Love with QuestLove
We vibe
& we give Thanks…

    For moments like these seem too few
    Far
    & In
    Between
    I lowered the volume.
    Inhaled Love
    & exhaled Fear…

      “This.
      This is one of my favourite places.”

        Her eyes received her special endowment.
        “Why? I mean obviously this breathtaking view, but, what else?”
        An Aquarius, no doubt.

          This is my space. My space where I Am closest to my God and I can be still & everything else is on pause & i listen.
          When my Soul needs mending from ever pretending
          That it is always well
          I come here & accept there will be storms
          Yet, to keep my Peace, Just Be. calm
          Maybe… recite the 23 psalm
          & speak only good words cuz my word is my bond
          That is why this is one of my favorites…

            “& you’re sharing it with me.”

              Stated matter of factly
              She knew exactly
              What this moment meant
              Superman was revealing Clark Kent
              &
              Humanity
              Was given its due respect

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