I wish that I were different;
Made of gold and splendid silver,
A magnificent menagerie of precious
Pieces sewn together seamlessly.
I would rise out of the husk of my body,
Pure beating mind and soul full of wind,
A cacophony of questions bursting
Brightly from my meditative mind.
I wish that I were the same;
Pure beating heart and lungs full of wind,
Made of bones robed in flesh with sinuous
Skin silently revealing reality to itself.
I would settle into the bed of my body,
Pure soul encased in a protective layer,
Knowing myself fully, completely
And at rest within my own being.
Jonathan Cameron (he/they) is a gay and queer writer and community organizer based in Scarborough. He lives with mental illness and disability, which means he spends a lot of time writing and volunteering to cope with the anxieties of existence. They are white (of Scottish and English decent) and recently discovering more fluidity in their gender than can be described by the binary, but mostly identify as male-spectrum genderqueer. Constantly fighting for a more just and love-oriented world.