Posted on June 25, 2022June 25, 2022 Rainbow skirts and rainbow wine My first pride — I’m numb and cried out But I still cry to see everyone together Teenagers who wear trans flags like capes Drag queens who dance in heels on the park lawn I can be home here With Love, Natalie Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Related By Natalie PoetryTags: poem, pride