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PRIDE IS...

Pride is loud, like wrapping yourself in rainbow flags

& entering the world in color, just as you are


Pride is quiet, like kissing your partners forehead after a long day,

but choosing not to hold hands in public out of fear of being attacked for your love


Pride is having a label, because it makes you feel seen,

a part of something bigger


Pride is not ascribing to a label, as feeling like you are in a

box feels limiting and you wish to spread your wings and not confine them


Pride is knowing you’re never really safe, people see brown and white,

woman with woman, and won’t understand


So you feel sorry for those people while simultaneously grieving your

own safety and storing your love away for the moment


Pride is also safety, in your partners arms, their embrace,

their love that cuts through all hate, judgement and pain


Pride is being a Native woman in the LGBTQIA2S+ community


Pride is knowing I am so much more than what others throw on to me,

and what they see and can’t see


Pride is eternal


Pride is simply love

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