Bi Love You by Kyrsta Morehouse
There was time when loving
you was criminal. I hate
to say it often still is. Though
where we stand now we commit
no crime, each time we kiss it feels
like treason and I will never stop craving
that taste. Each time you call
me Honey I really hear: We are valid.
Each time I hold your hand
in public we lead the rebellion,
the warmth of your lips caressing
battlecries into the soft of my wrist.
Each time a pickup-truck brands
me a Fucking dyke - patriarchy shooting
from the hiss of his tongue - all I can hear
is your morning voice declare:
My god, you’re beautiful.
Kyrsta Morehouse is a young bisexual poet. Her career thus far has been primarily as a celebrity makeup artist for TV/film, but she is also a writer and poet. Over time her outlet of poetry has begun to feel like an important and unique opportunity to reach other people. By writing about her experiences, feelings, and emotions she hopes to illuminate struggles for others so that they can feel seen and know that they are not alone. (instagram @kyrstashae)