God of Closet-Crushing:
They now come for the Muslims and the immigrants, because these are the easiest, laziest steps.
(They're not even steps.
They require no new thinking or movement,
No new hate,
Nothing beyond staying huddled inside a shrinking closet.)
They now depend on everyone else staying in their own closets.
But coming out of the closet pumps queerly through our veins.
And the question for us is no longer "When did you come out?"
It's "How are you coming out, right now, today?
And for whom?"
Closets feed on silence.
Feed us, Queer Spirit, with never-ending noise.