Circles: A Declaration Poetry Slam: I Am... Scholarship Slam - CLOSEDThis poem is about: MeOur worldGuide that inspired this poem: Slam on something that makes you angry. Poetry Terms Demonstrated: Rhyme Scheme Comments Login or register to post a comment. fullteeth 3 years ago I’m not a line, nor a wave, I’m more like a circle. I’m pansexual. I don’t see specifics like man, woman, agender, genderqueer, transgender, I fall in love with no gender. But no, don’t mix that up with bisexual or polyamory, that doesn’t make me greedy and don’t tell me I’m confused because I’ve come to abuse words like gay, faggot, lesbian, when the boys in my 6th grade science class would use them as insults, jokes, and I buried any labels that I could possibly file myself under. Don’t tell me “it’s just a phase,” because even my 11 year old self refused to take “I didn’t mean gay like it was a bad thing” as an answer when I called out those boys for using the word with the wrong tongue. I wondered deep down that maybe if I was straight I could stop this self hate from growing any bigger, and their words wouldn’t strike me with a blow like no other. June 26th, 2015 When same sex marriage was legalized in the US I thought of circles. What goes around comes around, But the boys from 6th grade would not sit down. For a moment I believed that it was about time, for people to leave the closet and expect the world to accept them with open arms. Except it isn’t No, not when those kids calling each other gay are the ones changing their facebook and snapchat filters to the rainbow flag to be allies, allies, allies, what lies you must be spewing if you can change your filter, but fail to filter the ignorance out of your vocabulary, and the way you remain silent when words like dyke and fag are thrown around and you do nothing but sit and stare. When did you know you were gay? So do you have a girlfriend? How do your parents feel about your sexuality? Don’t make me validate my love. Because in a world where people are color blind to the spectrum of sexuality and being straight is the “default”, when it isn’t your fault we were born this way, it’s hard. I am not a line, nor a wave, I am a circle. I want to be whole, and yes, maybe same sex marriage is official on paper but I wish for the day my parents will accept me like the roundness of their wedding rings, circles, and the day everyone can feel whole, again.