When I was younger
I saw men-lined up and down the street
and on their chests they bore pink triangles;
Mama looked me dead in the eye
she told me,
'they are being punished,
punished for something our ruler
Has wrongfully declared immoral'
She told me,
'It is okay to love someone
Of your own gender
and that being gay is not a sin;
I accepted her thoughts as right
And I knew
No one could know,
no one could know I thought this
Not long after,
A pretty girl kissed me on the cheek
and I didn't feel anything;
I thought of the men-and the pink triangles
and wondered if they too
were ever kissed by pretty girls
whom they were friends with
and felt nothing
Mom moved us to the America's
and although she never told us why
It was a large improvement;
I never once saw streets lined with
Golden stars, blue stars, swastikas, or pink triangles;
Instead there were streets lined with white
And harsh words
but it was still better
My sister and I
Were put into a hotel
Where we stayed for a month;
In the hotel I met a boy
and he kissed me too,
Which I enjoyed;
I once again thought of pink triangles
And I got scared -and i ran-
After the hotel
We were sent to a school
In a place called Maine
A girl named Sarah invited me to a dance
And thinking of pink triangles
I said yes
even though I didn't dance with her
That night, I met Percy Jackson
Percy Jackson made me feel safe
And I liked him immediately,
I thought of the men
and wondered if this was how they felt;
Percy promised he'd keep Bianca safe,
And when he didn't
I was conflicted
because I couldn't hate him
Instead I ran
And I didn't stop
Until I realized that
This feeling might have been felt before
Not by me
but by the men who bore the pink triangles
and the fear of realization swallowed me
Because I might be one of them
I talked to Bianca
About her death -and how I shouldn't blame Percy-
She and I discussed the pink triangles
and how she knew that I might be gay
and how she was okay with that
and that Percy is a good person
So I shouldn't be angry
And it's okay to maybe think I'm in love with him
He and I met again
And I was angry still
but at the same time wasn't
I told him I didn't want to be found
But I just wanted him to leave
Because the feelings he made me feel
Reminded me of pink triangles
lined up and down the street
He and Annabeth started dating
And Percy was happy
But I wasn't
I was jealous
Because she had him and I didn't
but I was happy too
because Percy found someone
And I preferred loneliness anyway
When we met again
He didn't remember me
And my heart broke
because he still remembered her
so I pretended
That we'd never met
And maybe it would hurt less
But it didn't
After Percy left for his new quest
I was alone again
Because my new sister went with him
And Bianca went for isles of the blessed
and I was kidnapped
And placed in a jar
The only thing that kept me alive
Were thoughts of Percy
When he found me
And learned that I had lied
he was angry
And I wanted to tell him the truth
That I was in love with him
And I hoped that lying
would make him forgetting hurt less
But I didn't
I joined them for the quest
Which was a mistake
because we came across Cupid
And Cupid knew
And he tortured me
Until I admitted I loved him
And for the first time in forever
Pink triangles consumed my thoughts
I left soon after
Unable to face Jason
and Percy
but he and I met again
And he admitted that Jason told him
And at first I was mad
But then he kissed me
And I was just confused
Percy explained to me that
He too was confused
And that he and Annabeth had broken up
Because she was still in love with Luke
And being in Tartarus revealed that
And when Jason told him
My secret
He was conflicted
Despite loving Annabeth
The more he thought of me
The more he began to miss my laugh
My dark humor
My face
The more he began to miss me
And the butterflies he got
when he saw my face
And I kissed him again
And he kissed me back
And I thought of the men
And I wondered if they were ever reunited
With their lovers
And I told Percy this
And he and I both agreed
That they did
And even now
Sometimes I remember
the men lined up and down the street
With pink inverted triangles on their chests
But it doesn't plague my thoughts
Because being gay isn't shameful
And with Percy by my side
I remember this.
AN: So I wrote this about a week ago, but due to poor timing, and grounding I was unable to upload it. I wrote it without punctuation, which is why -if you noticed- I gave up adding it about halfway through.
