I wrote this back when I was making phone calls to promote the Employment Non-Discrimination Act and meeting all sorts of people. Nothing is as important as tolerance.
Spatially Challenged
From the station of the Metro
14th street lies map-flat
but 13th climbs sideways and up
dizzily – a man in a parka
sells incense off a wooden table
with vials of colored water –
the wide-faced girl says “I’m a tranny”
but she’s officially a woman these days
with a bloody vagina.
In this place I check my eyeballs at the door
and grope for secrets as first
impressions.
I have a bloody vagina, too, so what
does that make me?
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