Last night I had a dance. With a dance friend, not someone I hang out with outside of dance, but someone who I would describe as a genuinely good guy. Someone who, if any of my friends said they were interested in or dating him, I would applaud that and support it wholeheartedly. This dance was quiet, reflective, and I would describe the dance as one where I felt completely ‘safe’, ‘safe’ in all areas of my life and world. I loved that feeling.

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I am color…blind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am
taffy stuck, tongue tied
Stuttered shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am…fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding
I am
colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am…fine
I am…. fine
I am fine

Ready… Fine… Safe…