PUNK POETRY: please let me suck you into the gender void by Madeleine Chan
a dysmorphic curl at the hospital as a nurse asks the last period from the curve of a breast do i owe you gender? is it a complement to your witting gaze? a pair to your judgement? just let me exist but if you want, land your gaze on my world of false earth with caverns of conceit and mirrors of malady that allow light that shuns so you know of the hole of hatred and heart that surrounds my head i don’t owe you gender as you don’t owe me your life as it stands a picture of bodily content while i wither under your gaze of wandering woe waiting for when i fall back into the black earth that covers the inside of my skin and wishes it could swallow me whole --Madeleine Chan