every contemporary poet is either
a woman or queer.ㅤ ㅤ it’s almost
an achievement, an empowering
phenomenon.
no I don’t consider men
my creator now––
the only job they’re left with is to
preserve some of their good seeds
in banks which will be watered
& overnight swell into future
queers and women.
my high school chemistry
teacher once said that a pair
of women is more powerful
than men ㅤ with a ghost of a shy
smile on ㅤ they, the women, I don’t
recall what scientific sorcery
was he talking aboutㅤ can make
a baby, without using any sperm,
which men can’t.
of course by men
I don’t mean the queer
let’s be generous to queer.
ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤdo I offend the straight?
very well, then, I offend the straight.
of the skyscrapers and everything
else not queer and not woman
be the myths on the street,
staring up and gradually melting
away under the rainbow-sun
becoming a stream
of Unicorn Frappuccino
that seeps down the sewers,
the gutters all over the city ㅤ or
solidify up as candy canes.
(first published in Th-ink Queerly by the author https://medium.com/th-ink/i-am-ready-to-be-every-animal-you-leave-behind-2f2bd0168d82)