by Caryl Nuñez
I learned a lot about you that day.
When you turned your back
I saw the scars of your fears,
urgency in denial.
When you said “The devil is at work in your life”
You meant how angry you are
How could you raise me to be open to evil?
When you said “This is not who you are. I know you better than anyone in the world”
You meant to admit
You are not secure in our relationship-
When did I become a familiar stranger?
When you said “Don’t go thinking I don’t accept you. This is different. We are different”
You meant to be aware of
Loneliness and depression,
Meant to say rejection does not mean
Meant to remind me Dominicans are
I think you felt
refusing to understand
was the same as holding on.
I think this was a loss for you
just as much as it was for me.
I learned a lot about us that day.
There is redemption in grief.
For we are palm trees
of the same root, who
must grow divergent
to have lavish canopies.
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In her own words “I a queer afrodominican creative who is committed to anti-racist and anti-imperialist productions of knowledge. I write poetry, short stories/flash fiction, and enjoy painting. My activism is rooted in US Third World Feminism. Currently, I am finishing my dissertation “Perverse Returns: Decolonizing Myths of Women’s Empowerment, LGBT Asylum Law and Human Rights Discourse”. When I’m not buried in revising chapters, I am singing my heart into the world through my church choir, laughing at ridiculous vines, and imitating animated film villains because I’ve gotten eerily good at them. I am also humble. “