the-sarahnade

[the-sarahnade]

Americana, Part 2: The Resistance

The business of resistance

Is calculated nuisance

The Call sent out through

Whispers persistent

They cry: “The purge starts tonight

Under hellfire and gunfight”

Our nightmares come to life

We resist. We must try.

You can’t get all of us

You can’t win every time

The wheel of time determines

And providence opines

We are caught in the throes

Of power and position

Insisting they know

Best for my children

I should be married

Somebody’s wife

Humble, submissive

Obedient, quiet

Hope for our children

Rests on the shoulders of

Obstinate, headstrong women

Who do not aspire to be humble

We do not forgive

We will not forget

Your indifference

And complicity

Our lives will be saved

By us alone

By our will to live

Or die trying

Sisters, don’t you see?

Our lives rely on solidarity

[the-sarahnade]

Americana, Part 1: The Elegy

Here lies Lady Liberty

Under shrouds of racist misogyny

We held on to every hope

To the end, every breath

Her eyes fixed in the horizon

Dreaming of a new chapter

The glow of hope

Turns to requiem

The dirge begins to play

As her daughters weep

For those we will lose

For the price we will pay

The siren song of power

Promises security

In exchange for the lives

Of my sisters, my friends, my mother

Female, trans, nonbinary

Fall under the boots of supremacy

Mass graves, open maws

Taking our lives and democracy

Here lies Lady Liberty

Tear stained corpse, soliloquy

She fell at last, no victory

Her mourners keening endlessly

[the-sarahnade]

I’m grieving, and the sky is blue

I’m grieving, and the sky is blue

I can’t enjoy it like I want to

Everywhere I bring cloud cover

Never seems to lift, just hover

5 or 6 or 7 stages? I hardly know

Measure the ache and weight of my soul

I’m grieving, and the sky is blue

Sun is out, birds too

The cheery world outside

Makes a mockery of my pain

If the sky were empathetic

It would pour rain

The gloom is a balm

On my bloodied wounded soul

The gray sky a kindness

Shielding reddened eyes

The price paid, promises made

To love and to not forget

The weight of being human

Feeling loss - regret

Skies do not force an affect

Offer compassionate introspection

Seeing light and shadow at play

Within myself, night and day

The promise the skies make

To bring a new day

Clouds and rain

Sun and play

Are all welcome in their respective moments

I cannot join the sky in light-play today

I’m grieving, and pain will stay

Never permanent, but

On a schedule of its own

The unwelcome houseguest

Is not ready to go, it stays

So the sky is blue, and I grieve today

[the-sarahnade]

Click.

The last piece in a 1,000 part puzzle.

Click.

The flip of a light switch.

Click.

The turning of a key.

Click.

One press of a button.

I felt it. In my heart. My soul.

The moment our lips met,

The lost girl found her home.

[the-sarahnade]

Girl kisses feel like velvet

Girl kisses taste like summer fruit

And goddess-grass

I knew I liked you 😉

Sleeping Beauty is finally awake

And it turns out that dreaming of love and being love can meld together

[the-sarahnade]

A Ruby and Sapphire

Protection and vision

It was all love and roses

Blushing sunset and twilight

Champagne bubbles

Giddy smiles

Weak knees

Distance. Miles.

After all this time?

Always, she said.