Homophobes

A poem about homophobes

The way they stare as I walk with her

The way they whisper when I hold her hand

The way they call me a slur

The way they say I am banned

The way they judge me for kissing her cheek

The way they point when I hug her goodbye

The way they call her a freak

The way they tell me to die

The way they watch as she disappears

The way they watch when I walk alone

The way they pretend to not see my tears

The way they watch me stop looking at my phone