“i Am The Mystery In The Room” Poem by Lisa Visor

I am the mystery in the room…
The twist of faith
A southern comfort
I am the soul of a lesbian…
A woman of God
Strong in faith
One who prays
I am a literary voice…
Coming to terms with God and sexuality
With rigid definitions
And incredibly lacking reasoning
I am a house divided against itself…
Trouble breathing
Full of rage
I am the air I breathe…
Thankful for the gift my angles gave me
Knowing I need faith and God to save me
I am strong in who I am...
A black woman
A lesbian
A daughter
A sister
A mother
Living
Loving
Softly
Fiercely
passionately
Giving something for the soul