Everything has a secret name
That it broadcasts with all of its might
While people walk by
Not seeing a thing
If you wonder why I’m happier
With my body, my face, my life
I can see my secret name
And nothing else matters
You will find my secret name
In the hairs upon my chin
In my unibrow and the hair
That grows on my upper lip
You will find my secret name
In my double chin and the rest
Of the fat that covers my body
Especially my big belly
You will find my secret name
In my feeding tube and my Interstim
In the “artificial” implants
That keep me alive
You will find my secret name
In the bile and blood that drains
From my g-tube every day
Into cups and bags and toilets
You will find my secret name
In the fluttering of my hands
When they help me understand
What goes on around me
You will find my secret name
In the pain that fills my body
That puts me in bed some days
When I would otherwise be up
You will find my secret name
In the way my body moves
Both too slowly and too fast
At the exact same time
You will find my secret name
In the way my arms don’t swing
When I walk around
Even without a cane
You will find my secret name
In my joints that move too far
In the leg that goes behind my head
And my thumbs that bend to my wrists
You will find my secret name
In the twisting body and hand motions
That mean I’m trying to absorb
My surroundings into my body
You will find my secret name
In the words my mouth utters
When nobody is around to hear
And they don’t match up to my thoughts
You will find my secret name
In the sounds that come out of my mouth
Without any intention —
The meowing, the squealing, the strange sounds
You will find my secret name
Every time you look at me
For my every single action
Is a way of uttering it
Some people may not see it
Because they’re just not wired up that way
And that’s fine
You don’t have to see it to be my friend
And some people may not see it
Because they come to me with malice
And malice can’t see anything
On the level of depth of a secret name
My secret name can’t be spoken
It can’t be translated
It can’t be written down
It is only what it is
But if you ever look at someone
And suddenly a light clicks on
And everything about them
Suddenly makes sense
There’s a chance you’ve found their secret name
Now guard it with care
Because even they may not know
That they have it
Don’t just walk up to someone
And say “I know your secret name”
They’ll probably think you’re stoned
Or up to no good
If you must use their secret name
Use it to make interactions with them better
Use it to show them you care about them
Use it to show them you understand them
Never treat it like a piece of property
Never treat it like a prize you have won
A secret name can only be treated delicately
Because it shows you a window to their soul
And if I seem happier lately
It’s because I know my secret name
And I see it written all over my body
Especially the parts that others say are ugly
When people tease me about my double chin
Or the hair growing on it, or my unibrow
Those things are beautiful, right, and perfect
The way they are right now
Everything I used to be ashamed of
Is now beautiful to me
Because it’s part of my secret name
And that runs deeper than you can imagine
My secret name gives me permission
To be all of who I am
Even the parts people hate
Without shame, without apology
There’s a light beneath everything
And it illuminates each person from the inside
You can see it better in someone
When you know their secret name
And I’ve seen this in people
I’ve seen it in cats, trees, and rocks
But until recently
Until recently
I’d never been able to see it
In myself