A Genderless Poem
Cora Thornton-Silver
My time as a woman is short and quick
With subtle sways to each side
My eyes say “put make up on me”
But my hair looks like Bieber when he was thirteen
My time as gender neutral, non - binary, and them
May be ending
Because my mind takes over
Impressions take over
From the cis boys, cis girls, trans peeps and those in-between
Float through my mind
I have pretty eyelashes
And my mum calls me beautiful
But it doesn’t matter whether
I see it because
My gender is like a confused wolf
Searching for the moon in the daytime
And my body craves meat
medium rare
Pink flesh too
Like any hayes valley techie
Kale packed green juices
So that rainbow colors
Drip down my face
After I eat dinner
And circle my sink’s drain when I wash my pale skin
Gender is irrelevant
But people will still inquire:
Who are you?
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