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Little Red Riding Queer

Because I wore a dress I was tainted Your wolf like Gaze Cut right through Your Fangs Telling me I’m not good enough To be Authentic me That I should less Because less is more In a world Where to be me In line With your Thirst For blood I need More tits, More ass, More pain But Equality Seems dead To me When I don’t stand on either side of your equal sign Act Up Mama Love wins Gaga Human Rights Damn right You know I’m not able to Encompass This self taught Worth & Anxiety Because In me Breathes Indigenous Fluidity Porque While you choose To play On either A or B Jumping rope or kicking balls Kicking There I sat Quietly Observing Lerning Cracking Somewhere Over the straight laced Rainbow I hid You could play rope? Too femme You could play ball? Too masc Kicking balls Kicking Imagine In a dress Kicking balls Kicking They’re Kicking balls Kicking Little boys now men Kicking And I’m Screaming There’s blood I’m alone There’s only blood On my dress Because I wore a dress Because I wanted to go home Because I wanted to remember What home felt like If […]
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