The Father I had In My Life

By Rosemary Rivera

The father I once had hurts me inside,

He’s being missed by a grown-up beautiful Daughter.

The hate I have toward my father because he hurt me

when he left me when I was 2 years.

I knew him while I was a little older but it’s not the same,

I can’t see him He would get my hopes up by saying he would be home

Christmas morning But no father Christmas morning.

Mom would cry us to sleep with all the great stories about my one and only father

He ran away from his kids and it burns our insides to ashes when we see and/or hear

others having fun with their fathers and me sitting sadly and lonely knowing my

father will never come back and it hurts my insides

The moment is already going to happen that he will be gone for good from me

Dead somewhere and not knowing my Pape is dead. But life sucks.

He Loves Him

By Dan Aponte

Every time we’re alone, You let your secrets out to me.

But when we’re standing in a crowd, You’re that str8 boy again.

Why do you hide from the question? Why do you tense up inside?

Someday when you really wake up, I’ll open up your eyes.

They say he loves him, But that’s a fairy tale. He just won’t let him go,

He needs him. What can you say, When the world won’t go your way?

In the end, He loves him.

What you’re missing in the closet, Is right outside the door.

Don’t just peek-out, Step up, Come out to me. I’m not giving up on you,

Not… this… time.

They say he loves him, But that’s a fairy tale. He just won’t let him go,

He needs him. What can you say, When the world won’t go your way?

In the end, He loves him.

He loves him, he loves him, he loves him, He loves him, he loves him, he loves him,

He loves him, I LOVE HIM!

No Title

By Heather Grzembski

Just once you spoke truth

You said I don’t care what you say

And that’s the truth

The only truth you ever told

But now I’m numb

You don’t care, you said you did

My angel. You became…

A nightmare.

And now I’m scared

Tears flood my eyes

I just want to know

Why?

Why on earth

Why would you lie.

Home and Friends

By Kristal Hertz

I came here with one friend. And now I have so many. I was lost and you came to show me that it’s ok to let go… “Show your true colors”, not just to me but to everyone. How hard it was to trust you and everyone else .How you found something in me. That something I didn’t know I had. How you are like a second family to me, you are near to me. How, when I walk through those doors, it’s the feeling I get when I walk in the room. I get so much love and respect from so many, it’s overwhelming. How I became a leader, and now I’m leading others like you did for me…How I give back on what you gave me…If it wasn’t for my family, I wouldn’t want to know where I would be…And, how I like it now, I don’t need to worry about it. Because I know now, I can feel here, I can feel what I can’t feel outside in the world. But here I feel it, and only here, because I have you as my family, and you love me no matter what…

Glass

By Ina Spencer

Reflective panes of reality stare back at wide eyes being shown the truth for perhaps the first time. Lashes slowly blink in sequenced motions, keeping rhythm with the pace of your feet. Lifeless blocks pass one after another-bland. No spices left upon your tongue, leaves only an inexperienced mouth. Deprived of what it tastes like to live. Something undeniably mistaken at first glance, like the process of a butterfly. Upon discovery of a once lived in cocoon, slightly above your eyes in shimmering bright colors, you see the beautiful result of an ugly past. Realization sets in and the transformation that has been boiling inside to take hold, resumes. Answers questioned and own opinions made. Like a blind man having his sight for the first time, tears fall upon cheeks for the knowledge hew has just been given. His cane slams to the floor and suddenly you are faced with your own reflection. The glare of the lights pierces your pupils and stings your brain. You suddenly see just who you are and except it in it’s entirety. You have awakened on the other side. The truth has been splattered across your eyes like paint on a white canvas. “I’m gay, and damned proud!” …OWN the looking glass.

Never Alone

By Anthony Laconto

There is a place and a time, two or three times out of mind.

Where things are down and low, like a gentle streams flow.

Only to feel like your truly alone- But out of the dark comes a light.

Where I see you come into that light is so bright.

I feel you come into my mind and thought, into battles that I have fought.

At one time not too far from now, I had the feeling of being alone.

But that isn’t going to be from now on out, I hear the words that give me pride and joy…

I come to bring the message to every girl or boy…

to hear this voice that says “your never alone”

Pride

By Allie

Tears dried upon my cheek, pain from you seeping from cuts so deep.

Hang over from the fatal night before. “Faggot” signs lay aside my door.

In this world I seek the truth. But bashed I am for my chosen route.

I wonder why it has to be, that pain is the only thing I receive.

Sing of life sing of death. Sing of pain and sing of regret.

Why can’t I ever sing of love and good things happening?

Hope is dying inside of me. You only speak against my equality.

And I wont let you see me hurt from you. I’ll make it like searching for stars at noon.

Sing of life sing of death. Sing of pain and sing of regret.

Why can’t I ever sing of love and good things happening?

Soon this world of hate will turn. And I hope those of closed minds will learn.

Just because I’m proud of my homosexuality, doesn’t mean you should detest and hate me.

I’m finally figuring this unfair life out, and the reason you shame me for coming out.

Does it make you feel great to put me down? Well, what goes around comes around.

Here I go as I sing my song… My love, no more, will I let you say is wrong.

You can kiss my silence forever goodbye, I am who I am, you can’t kill my pride.