Poems about gender

If Caeneus was alive He would stand with all the kids The one who wave their flags

I waited for her here.

Artemis doesn’t actually care if you’re celibate.

My gender is a writhing thing in the corner

I grew up There was no specific day

Growing

I grew up in a suburb I grew up in a suburb full of white people

My name is Justice Serenity English When you - one day - tell my story

Comin' up in this confusing world You're not sure if you're a boy or a girl You told me not to tell your parents

that bootyhole tight that ass thick getting ready for that big ass dick as them buttcheeks clap

IamMe

If ya'll feeling hungry..id like to fill you up with some food for thought

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