Pulling me from all sides...
Your words are gone;
Your greetings vanished with you light.
New found roads appear.
I do not wish to travel.
New roads may be ready,
But I am not ready for those new roads to appear.
These roads will have to wait until I am strong enough to journey.
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About The Artistic Poet: Cristina Marrero
- Kent Marrero
- Jacksonville, FL, United States
- I'm a Latinx, Queer/Non-Binary writer born in San Juan, Puerto Rico. I transformed into Diaspora when I was transplanted onto the mainland and have lived in Florida ever since. Before coming out as Transgender, I wrote The River - The Unsung Love Story and published a book of poems initially released through Lulu.com under their birth name. Shortly after that, I took a break from writing, leaving the series unfinished. Today I continue writing under my chosen name with a focus on LGBTQ+ intersectional characters for Young Adult audiences.
I think this is a hopeful poem, in a way. At least you are aware of the new roads, even if you know you're not ready for them yet.
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