Queerness and the Church

I had the super cool opportunity to be interviewed on a peer’s podcast where I got to talk about a poem I wrote about the topic of being queer and religious. While I do not call myself religious, being in a Hispanic family brings an expectation of religion and following it to the core. My cousin asked me to write and read a poem at her wedding, and what I came up with ended up being very heavy; I wrote about being forced into silence and not knowing how to one day wed in a church that would never accept me because of who I am and who I love. But at the end of the day, love is blind and knows to gender/sex or otherwise, and human rights come before religion.