I remember when my world divided into male and female, when the girls screamed "Shaun has cooties!" across the playground and flushed with what I thought was anger. I remember being in a closet with ... [+]
the boy says "where is your culture?" like I have just forgotten to put it on this morning don't you know? if I was the thing you want me to be I would likely not be here to begin with I was taught a history removed from my own family tree so that I would not grow thorns before you step into the bubble they say they screen you for sharpness but don't mention what kind I am still learning how to feel my power in the absence of it