Poems about gender
I am colorful. Like a palette of sephora eye shadows.
I am gay
(this poem was presented at the 2014 EKU Alphabet center pride pageant )
I am not broken Because I need things to be just right, Because I worry about the little things,
Most days, having a vagina scares me,
When you truly love someone, their heart is yours. That one person is your other half. You always have that spark