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Poem: She

The symphonic rhythms of her breath etched into my being, I look up at her face as she gently presses her lips on mine.

Pride

What if I could not celebrate 6th September publicly, What if I could not join the Pride march, What if I was not the torch bearer, What if I was not the path clearer, That doesn't make me more or less important.

Poem: Love As Submission

He says things to me, he does things to me. Shh, don’t tell them, we’ll be embarrassed. Two loveless souls trying to fill each other’s voids. We make love, and tame those devils. Animals we were, but don’t you see that this is our way of love?

First Dates With Pretty Girls

You fumble and drop sentences, your leg trembles and beats a staccato rhythm on the pavement while she patiently hears out your half-complete, constantly backtracking stories, nods and keeps brushing her hair back.

My Body Is Not An Error

Intersex people spend a lot of their lives doing this emotional labor for others because they are inherently responsible to be born an error.
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