Inked

By Priya Gauchan

 

Being queer is my identity and
I wear it out every day.

Being a woman is my identity and
I wear it with my head held high.

Being a person of colour is my identity and
I wear that daily too.

 

All these tags inked
on every inch of my skin.

All these labels surrounding me
like an aura.

 

For the longest time
I was suffocated by them.

For the longest time
I was ashamed.

 

No longer.

No longer, am I tied

down by who I am.

 

I am liberated by my choices in life.

I am liberated by my pride.

I am liberated by my defiance.

I am liberated by my ability to accept my differences.

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