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Forms of Art (Queer-Coded Lines)

Writing:

"I am not one story—I am every truth it takes to tell it."

Painting:

"I was never meant to fit one color—I was meant to shine in all of them."

Dance:

"Every step I feared became a part of my freedom."

Photography:

"I didn't step into the light—the light stepped into me."

Music:

"I spent years playing in a key that was never mine."

– from the collection *Zenith Identity*

Original quote and artwork © Zenith Soulspace. All rights reserved.

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Circus Roles (Queer-Coded Lines)

The Fortune Teller:

"I have always known. I just learned when not to say it."

The Ringmaster:

"The light didn’t change me—it revealed me."

Mime:

"Silence was never my nature. It was a survival skill."

The Quick-Change Artist:

"There was never one way to be me."

The Escape Artist:

"I didn’t survive this long to stay invisible."

– from the collection *Zenith Identity*

Original quote and artwork © Zenith Soulspace. All rights reserved.

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"My existence is not a phase — my silence was."

– from the collection *Zenith Identity*

Original quote and artwork © Zenith Soulspace. All rights reserved.

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" 'I' is not invisible — 'I' is indivisible. "

– from the collection *Zenith Identity*

Original quote and artwork © Zenith Soulspace. All rights reserved.

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"I searched for clarity and found a spectrum."

– from the collection *Zenith Identity*

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"The world will meet me properly, or not at all."

– from the collection *Zenith Identity*

Original quote and artwork © Zenith Soulspace. All rights reserved.

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"I bent the light so I wouldn’t break, and my truth refracted itself into a thousand careful versions."

– from the collection *Zenith Identity*

Original quote and artwork © Zenith Soulspace. All rights reserved.

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"Am I a sin?

I thought I was not.

Yet there are places within,

Where this question feels like a rot.

It eats me up inside,

To think that God could be unfair.

Conflicting truths collide,

Leaving both fractured beyond repair.

Either God isn't truly just,

Or my existence as sin is a lie.

So tell me before I turn to dust,

Which is truth, and which is your lie?"

– from the collection *Zenith Identity*

Crossover Collection: *Zenith through Rhyme*

Original poetry and artwork © Zenith Soulspace. All rights reserved.