We believed in love when love wasn’t an option. She wanted to give birth. I wanted adoption. After days and days of conversation. We decided to go with fertilization. Then came baby showers and Lamaze classes. 2AM phonecalls 1 Minute contractions. But then they whisked me away like Brigadoon. No domestic partners in the delivery room. But if I was a superhero I would break free. Wouldn’t need anyone to come and save me. And you couldn’t make me feel like I’m crazy. I would see my baby. If I was a superhero I would break free. And I wouldn’t be imprisoned where ever you take me. I would change everyone who’s trying to change me. I would see my baby. Life in an occupied land is hard. We pushed harder. Soon to be a mom. Him to be a father. Boys with guns at the checkpoint in Rafah. Wouldn’t let me pass. When I said “I need a doctor!”. I don’t know the source of the passport errors. Or how four hours produced a miscarriage. But when it come to populations to disparage. Gaza is on the list right below gay marriage. There’s something on my heart. There’s someone on my mind. I never would have thought. That I could be so angry. But please give me the patience. Please give me the patience. ----------------. Por Filipe de Menezes =)