towards tolerance.

When you’re not ‘quite there’ the blurry

lines begin to make sense; you question

the definitions of normality and somehow

then you’re more open and fascinated

with differences; tolerance doesn’t have to be

pushed on you, advocated for, or written in the law.

You know you need it yourself. From the bottom

you see clearly; judgments aren’t even in your

capacities; your vocabulary begins to bloom with kindness.