Three Biku

Mar 1, 2024 | 2024 Spring - Letters to Myself, Poetry

By Martine Mussies

to my younger self
Embrace love’s vast hues,
Don’t fret over fixed boxes,
Be you, all is well.

to my current self
Bi pride blooms in hearts,
Online, offline, joys unite,
Communities thrive.

to my future self
Hope paints the world kind,
Bi acceptance, no erasure,
Love and tolerance reign.

Martine Mussies is an artistic researcher and autistic academic in the Netherlands. Through text, music, and visual work, Martine uses her art to explore new worlds and ideas. www.martinemussies.nl.

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