a poem about naming my bisexuality.
let the pieces drift in from the sea
one day they will make sense -
the key piece will arrive and click,
the picture will come together,
you will know.
then you can build the puzzle,
from the pieces that have always been there,
leaving room for the pieces that have yet to be.
for this is your identity,
you are becoming more you,
may you never stop being you.