Poetry / Real Life

If you could really open your eyes and see you would not want to be 

You see they make policy behind closed doors to get rid of me 

For the fee they wish not to spend on me

After all what’s a life really worth

Compared to a new city boble or a pay raise

Who needs morales any way

They gust get in the way

Of making money

Honey 

So close your eyes and don’t dispare as we split hair’s  

 

BY FOR NOW

 

 

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Reblog / April 05, 2018 4:00 am Updated 13 hours ago Landmark ruling finds that transgender discrimination violates federal anti-bias law

Some good news for the transgender community with all that is gone on in Washington !!!

In what appears to be the first time a federal appeals court has extended the nation’s main federal employment discrimination statute to cover transgender and transitioning employees, the 6th Circuit Court of Appeals recently ruled that employers cannot discriminate against such employees without violating Title VII of the Civil Rights Act of 1964.

Read the hole article at the link below=

http://www.crainscleveland.com/article/20180405/news/157216/landmark-ruling-finds-transgender-discrimination-violates-federal-anti

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Poetry / Transgender

In the shadows we lie

Hidden from sight

WHY ? 

Because there we trive

Free from priying eyes

The cureas

The sceptics

The haters

Icelated by fear

Depression

Anxiety

Disforeya

In a world on to are selfs 

Only know by those like us

Outsiders have no understanding

How could they ?

We walk in two worlds simultaneously

And none at all

As we wish to only walk in one

But are not welcomed in any really

We lie and hide the past

To make a future

Free to be are selfs !!!

Poetry / What I See

A majestic oca on it’s side

Others see a diing and dead oca

I see a majestic tree that has found its new nitch in life

On it’s side it trives wans again

Full of life and vitality

Nesaled amunks the weeds in the shadows

A delicate lily stands

It’s beautiful little blue flowers hid

Thriving in the shadows

I see life and beauty

Others only see weeds

Life is Amazing

It takes hold anywhere and everywhere

It doesn’t let go

Even in the tuffes of times.

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A fallen Friend

9 Month’s ago I found out a internet friend of my’n had cancer, I haven’t heard from him since October so I can only assume he has past away.

His name was Kenneth he went by the user name of KenneyGay I just called him Ken, he was an older gay man that live in Arizona, he was a chef and he had had two restaurants that he ran with his husbands in his life, he was a poet and a song writer and he was as they say a happy go lucky person that was always in a good mood and jocking around. 

I meat Ken years ago on a LGBT web site and we hit it rat off, I always keep Ken awar of what websites I was on and invited him to join me so we could stay intouch that way along with emails. 

We were so different yet as Ken would say ” so much alike it’s scary “, we were two different people in euro’s in time but shared so much of the same things in life, we shared a unspoken bond that never had to be said but was from time to time, I loved Ken like a brother that I had never meat but always knew !!! 

His playful panter and witty remarks and his loving soul will be forever missed by those that new him best. 

Thow we goshed and jocked we knew this day would come for life is not etarnal in this world but maybe the next were two old soul may wans again cross paths to be reunited !!!  

REST IN PEACE KEN

YOUR EVER LOVING FRIEND

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Just Love: Queer book Reviews

I just happened to stumble across this Great blog that’s dedicated to LGBT+ author’s that write books of all kinds, with reviews of the books and the story of the book. so you should check them out if you like to read books.

Just Love: Queer Book Reviews

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Reblog/ To the Parents

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This week was…tough, to say the least. I am emotionally drained.  As an Emergency Physician, there is no greater terror than a truly sick child coming into your Emergency Department. And no greater disheartenment than not being able to make those kids better. Today’s blog post is an ode to the parents of those children- the ones who don’t make it. I keep every single one of their faces in my memory as motivation to get better, and to know more, and, for the cases where all of that is not enough, to never lose my empathy. 

To the Parents-

I’m sitting across from you in the “Family Room” right now. I hesitate to open my mouth because of the sheer grief that washes over your face when I do. The pain is so palpable it’s hard for me to finish sentences.  The cold metal of the chair rail is…

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