Queer Poetry

Seen

Being seen a boy

I had better access

To the expression of knowledge

Than I would have had

Had I been seen a girl

Early on

Though losing myself

In experimentation

The little knowledge I had

Was not in place

Had I been gone

Missing out

Had I been born

To be seen a girl

I would maybe not be so confident

With the little I know

Nor as assured

Of who I am

I cannot know either option

For all I know

Is so little

A world to show

And carry on

Dearly, to you.

– Paris, 11/28/2020

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