Siren

Going to watch all the Brooklyn Nine-Nine #Halloween episodes tonight. Feel like watching stuff that puts my in the holiday spirit but isn't too gory or violent #tvsky

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

If there is a God who made the stars, who set the oceans moving, who planted wildflowers in forgotten places, I hope that God knows me not by the rules I broke, but by the love I gave. I hope that God recognizes me by the way I learned to love myself.

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

They may never understand why I love the life I have. They may never bless the things that make me feel most alive. But I have finally learned that their inability to see my goodness does not make my goodness disappear.

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

Because I am not a mistake waiting to be corrected. I am not a sinner waiting to be saved. I am a woman learning to live, to love, to heal, to grow. I am a thousand beautiful things they taught me to call broken.

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

I resent the sermons, the whispers, the careful little judgments. I resent that the people who raised me to believe in love cannot recognize it standing right in front of them. I resent that their acceptance comes with the price of my disappearance.

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

They preached acceptance until someone like me needed accepting. They preached compassion until compassion challenged their certainty. They preached a love without limits, then drew a line around my life and called the line sacred.

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

I find God on a wooded trail, in sunlight threading through the leaves, in the ocean breathing against the shore, in the impossible beauty of being alive. I've felt more holy beneath an open sky than I ever did beneath a church's roof.

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

I found a little healing where they only taught me fear. Cannabis helped me sit with my wounds, quiet the noise, and let my imagination wander into rooms I never knew existed. I am still becoming. I am allowed to heal.

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

I love a pint at the pub, the laughter spilling past closing time, the friends who know my worst stories and ask me to tell them again. If joy is a sin, why does it feel so much like grace?

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

My uncle raised me. My uncle, transgender, the person who knows my soul without asking it to apologize. She's my family, my anchor, and probably my best friend in the world. Tell me, what part of that is a sin?

THE SINS THEY TAUGHT ME TO HATE A poem by Siren I was raised on love with conditions, on grace with a gate, on people who taught me to love my neighbor then handed me a list of neighbors I shouldn't be.

My Review of The Invite (2026) #movies #filmsky Overall I really liked ‘The Invite’ and wow, it’s awkward in the best way. The kind of cringe that creeps under your skin.

Not everything lands. Seth Rogen character, for me, felt a bit like a greatest hits version of himself. It pulled me out of the story now and then.

My Review of The Invite (2026) #movies #filmsky Overall I really liked ‘The Invite’ and wow, it’s awkward in the best way. The kind of cringe that creeps under your skin.