The androgynous man in brown pants reflected on his days,
As a sexualized female,
Chasing around the darkness of the heart,
Falling down on a bed,
To feel the metal coils in his hips,
The white walls and the silent pulsating sound of generational trauma,
Silent ingested hymns of shame turned inward,
Knives of generational trauma to not eat and not nurture,
So the brown dorm refrigerator and rank smell of past haunts ran the show,
There was a window to exit,
Mumbles of “girls at this school,”
When he in fact was running from himself,
As a man/woman in a female body,
Detroit industrialization toppled onto the androgynous man in brown pants,
No one could understand the union organizer/Indigenous survivance,
Running through their spirit,
Or the land/water integration,
Despite the concrete/urban core white washing and homogenization amnesia,
The assimilation of industrialization,
Freeway consumption plasticity,
The patriarchy is a pandemic of toxicity,
Facing the patriarchy within their body,
Meant hearing sounds that were a torment,
Like old Gothic cathedrals chiming in London,
The iron worker stained by filth and pollution,
Cold feeling hands clenched a piece of bread,
Delirium frazzled nutritional deficiencies,
Coils of factories,
The coils of the disorder,
The root cause of the problem,
Deep within the ancestral soul,
Recovery of feelings and emotions,
Take out by the root to heal,
The androgynous man in brown pants has decolonized within himself,
Herself and their-self,
He has healed the little boy who started a moon and was shamed by patriarchy,
In a parking lot near the meter in downtown pre-gentrified Royal Oak,
She has healed that he hurt her because of societal conditional,
They have transformed deep suffering to real-true love and joy,
The body is not a puritanical patriarchal body,
The body as a healed body,
This is healthy sexuality,
This is health asexuality,
When they choose and decide how they feel,
The androgynous man in brown pants sits near the water,
Near the fire,
Circled by the tall pines,
With ancestral Chiefs,
With the ancestral Grandmothers,
With the ancestral Two-Spirit Diva’s,
Pre-colonization,
And is fully healing.

This collection of Cecelia LaPointe’s poetry is about culture, decolonization, healing, land, matriarchy, mixed race – Native American identity, and Two-Spirit identity. Her poems are crafted to challenge structural injustice while giving voice and visibility to marginalized identities and issues. Overall, these poems share personal transformation as it pertains to ancestors, family, community, and future generations. Her website is, http://www.anishinaabekwe.com