How do I tell you that you are a beautiful, handcrafted clay pot?
Soon, a delicate rose will find herself pulled up and replanted into your caress.
And she will be correct,
when she speaks to the fields of all the ways that she is blessed.
But I am a sunflower.
Much too stubborn to contain.
And I have found the great terrain.
"So, your Gay, Lesbian and Straight Education Network approved safe space or mine?"
"If loving you is a crime…I’ll just add it to my list of irrational, fear-based laws that need to be protested."
"Make like the Bureau of Labor Statistics on Women Workers and give me your digits."