If acceptance is a key / will you set me free?

written by Indigo Kinsella

Disrespectfully: unconditionally, my ass.
Can’t name a single fella, felon, fairy, or fungi
Able to regenerate at the speed of multiple-morphings.

Ain’t that drama now? Dysphoria doesn't make you pretty.
It just soils your brain ‘longside the dirty laundry.
Anyways, your petunia don't come quite like Jesus’ do.

Three mouths bursting open, creating one; hasn’t this happened before?
What from my insides oughta be purged to condition me worthy?
I forgo the usual apologies, cross myself, and board a plane across the country.

Family used to midsomer me but leaving God with the wilted—
Means I’m back baby! Better without guardians that gatekeep joy,
I come as I am, authentically odd, blissfully gay, there is no fear now.

In California it is a dream, to not be a girl, yet to be loved.
My cousin picks me up at the airport. In the car we are truly free.
After a lifetime of indoctrination he speaks to me a key.

This! is love unconditional, this is love bicoastal.
He holds my pain, rages at slow cars in the fast lane, and reminds me
I never deserved what we went through. I relay to him the same.

There is no fear now
Let go, we are free