I want to talk about queer rights.
Believe it or not you don’t get to decide.
Decide whether or not someone is “right,”
Decide if they deserve any pain,
Decide they are less.
You do get to do decide how despicable you are.

I want to talk about those of you who “Don’t care you just don’t like it being shoved in your face”
Seeing two people kiss is not having something shoved in your face.
If it is,
then straight people, media, and love
has been forced upon me for 18 years.

I want to talk about gay hunts.
There was a documentary about gay people being hunted for sport in Russia.
Using apps like grindr, you can find your local gay man,
trick him,
and beat him savagely.
In Uganda now, instead of life in prison, you’re executed for homosexuality.
A lot of western media calls it what it is,
The “Kill the Gays bill.”
This is the reality of many places across the world.

I want to talk about you.
If you are homophobic, don’t worry.
I don’t want to touch you,
I don’t want to know you,
I don’t want to occupy the same atmosphere as you.
You decide to be despicable, you don’t decide to be queer.