Author: Calliope Corner

Q

LGB LGBT LGBTQ Most of the time that Q stands for queer But not really for me because, well It can stand for questioning too. Truly, I’m lost I’m unsure of who I am and who I want to love And I’m unsure who to tell about any of the above. You see, I don’t fit a label because I’m not there yet I’m a big open question as to who I want to be. Q  ...

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Pan

    pan·sex·u·al panˈsekSH(əw)əl/ adjective 1.  not limited in sexual choice with regard to biological sex, gender, or gender identity. No, I am not actually attracted to frying pans That joke stopped being funny since it was never funny I’m not bi nor confused I’m not looking for attention Here, let me try and explain this to you: Imagine your dream soulmate. Their voice sounds like sweet honey to you. You have similar interest. Blonde hair? Maybe blue? Oh, and they can make you laugh of course. They know how to play a round of video games and have this weird quirk you grew to love where they can’t pronounce this one word to save their life. Their body was handmade from the god that may or may not exist. Their eyes are always on you when you’re holding a conversation. You’ve told them things about yourself only your mother knows. They seem too good for you, like they were made for something more. Something greater, Life changing. Yet here they are, right in front of you Does this sound right? Maybe you envisioned something different And there holds the key Without me saying any pronoun you naturally thought a boy or maybe a girl. Bi people might think of both or a preference. I only think of the human, my mind doesn’t make any major decision on the...

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Ase of Hearts

Not a Liar! Didn’t make it up! I really thought I was, but maybe, just maybe, … I’m not. I’m just a guy who thought he was asexual, But now I don’t think that I’m actually asexual. I don’t know what I am anymore. I said I was aromantic, But now I’m getting frantic. Can’t go back; No, I can’t go back on what I said I was. I feel comfortable with who I am. But I’m uncomfortable with who I said I am. Goddammit! I want love! So dammit! Give me love! Someone! Make me comfortable with who I’ve come to be. Someone who will understand why I want them with me. I never expected this turn of events, Never thought I’d crave romance, But deeper than my darkest secrets, Stranger than my wildest dreams… I want a guy beside me.  ...

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Mabuhay

Mabuhay Mabuhay. Kamusta. Good afternoon. Magandang hapon. “Speak English,” they say. Okay. Sige. Pwede na man. Yes. I can. I’ve been doing it all day. It’s exhausting. It’s tedious. I have to sound the words out In my head before I say it Just so that the vowels sound American I have to push down that tidbit Of my identity to appease a group of people who think that English Is the best measure of intelligence Will my accent change the value I hold? If my t’s are more prominent, am I stupid? If I speak like this, like the way I was taught, does that change the fact That I study four languages? Does it change the fact that I’ve pushed myself so that I could be on par With the other honor students? Hindi kami bobo. We’re not stupid. We have the same capacities As those born in the US For the girl who told my friend not to talk to her Until she learned more English I hope you know that she speaks a language You do not know a word of.   –Lianne...

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