Poems about gender
F The letter placed on my birth certificate indicating that I was born with a vagina.
There once was a girl Who held her head high
I am gay
(this poem was presented at the 2014 EKU Alphabet center pride pageant )
A couple walks together Holding hands and smiling.
My thighs expand the length of continents But the breasts I was given cannot be confused with mountains
I am colorful. Like a palette of sephora eye shadows.