gender blur

© 2019 by Tommi Avicolli Mecca


I love blurring

leaving shadows

of things in my wake

like that nude descending

the stairs

I’m fully exposed

people can’t see the nakedness

they imagine I’m a mystery

I couldn’t be more obvious

I shed gender like a snake

I spin a cocoon

when I need to transform

fluidity is a gift

that was stolen from us

beaten out of us

condemned by religion

by social norms

that aren’t normal

there are more things in

heaven and gender 

than dreamt of

in any philosophy

I won’t go away

to make you feel more comfortable

I’ve done that in the past

it’s time you simply

get used to it


originally published in Street Sheet, 2019