Published by: Euleen Summer Garchitorena
Date Published: November 3, 2022
Time Published: 3:41 pm
Category: Poetry
Theme: Queer Struggles
I have never been accepted, really–
simply tolerated.
The change my mother allowed herself
to accept was always less:
This is what's best for my child,
and more:
I can't stop her, so.
It could never be:
I am doing this for you
because I love you;
because it was always:
I have no choice, do I?
But the thing is–
She does have a choice.
It's been 2 years and she's always had a choice.
The real thing is–
I was never worth that choice;
I was never worth that change.
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