Litany
A poem
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Picking your pronouns
is a sacred act
a profession of faith
of a truth eternal
a confession of a prayer of your soul.
Saying your pronouns for the first time
is like signing a contract
between your soul and spirit
embodied in the daily translations
of the phrase “I am”
Elle, a breath, a whisper of the time
your soul first breathed.
Iel, timeless ethereal majesty,
a cloak of gossamer light.
Zir, a gasp of a sigh,
a sword cutting air.
Each iteration not a calling
But a name
Card invitation whispering,
“Listen and yearn
for the vibration of your soul.”