Parents shield us
from the very thing
that may exist
in their sweet child.

If only I had known,
if only they could know,
we exist.

We live.

There is nothing wrong with us.
There is nothing wrong with them.

Why tell them of guns,
of violence,
but not the harmless?

What have I done,
that is so much worse?

  • Josh Young is a 19-year-old writer and artist from Northern Saskatchewan, born February 29, 2000, in Saskatoon. By age 12, he was questioning gender and sexuality and began transitioning to male at age 18. At 19, sexuality is still a mystery. He currently spends his days painting and writing in a northern reserve.

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