Collective Unrest

 

If They Call You Killjoy Reply

January 30, 2019

I am nothing
I am no one
but you are
right to fear
anonymity
allows me
to be anyone
sneak inside
steal children
from gender
forced decor
lead them
away, astray
reveal: reality
society’s lies,
no-gap thighs,
how to reply
to “nice guys”
furthermore
how to defy
return them
changelings
who look you
in the eye
say “well, actually”
and more importantly
“‘no” and more
importantly “I”

 

Tiffany loves words, tea and cats. She is frequently found with all three. You can find her one Twitter @tiffobot.

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