Ode to bisexuals

Ode to bisexuals
who are never harmed
by stereotypes
or jokes taken too far.
To the ones
who don’t notice the hate
in your stare
for not noticing
the disdain in the air.
Ode to bisexuals
the picky and proud
to the ones who play stereotypes
and the ones who aren’t bound.
Ode to bisexuals
who don’t get harassed
though what you’ve been through
should be defined as that.
Ode to bisexuals
the erased and abused
to all of those who
have been beaten and used.
To the ones the community
just up and forgot
unless they remember to fling
hate at our lot.
To the ones who have loved, lived
and have thrived.
To the ones who
didn’t make it out alive.
Ode to bisexuals
who believe in themselves
no matter what the rest say
you know you’re valid as well
never forget that your stories matter.
Ode to bisexuals
and always remember:
you aren’t gay enough-
you don’t even have to try,
no passing privilege-
you are just bi, bi, bi.

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Matter cannot be destroyed

Over and over again
the stories rewritten
and then
the females cry out
it’s them!
Over and over again.
We don’t make time to remember
in the forties women knew better
you fight through the walls-
don’t let’em
forget who you are-a woman
who broke through the door;
gold miners, and lawyers
and more
there were female chiropractors,
dynamite tester, and CEOs
and this was decades ago!
Oh, where did Arlene Francis go?
Over and over again
but these type of women are dead
the idea they even existed
feminist have erased by
omission.