The feeling of the water
As it runs over my bare skin
The soap forming bubbles that pop
In lathered delight
...
The yellow moon hung low
Over papier-mâché hills and
Cast it's benevolent glow
On the factories and homes
...
(For Al Filreis)
The peace of this place chimes with a hum
...
What is Christian?
Muslim?
Or Jew?
Gay or straight?
...
I cannot even give an account of what it meant to be born.
To fall head first down the tubes inside my mother into an opening light of a world gone mad and getting worse.
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I do not know what it's like to be a girl
For being a man, I don't face
The real threat that I will be robbed of education
As some girls are
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