What is Your Gender?

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What is your gender? A question ever present,
hanging in the air, never satisfied.
Sometimes written, sometimes spoken.
Asked with eyes, with a raised eyebrow, with a slight pause.

You would not believe my answer.
You’d call me fake, made up,
But if I were not flesh and blood
Your words would not hurt so much.

You might believe it is simple, respond in but a heartbeat,
But the further I dig, the further it stretches out before me.
Stars form and burn themselves to cold dead husks
In but a fraction of the time it would take to understand.

Please stop trying to peer through the window into my soul,
all you will find there is a blank slate, only darkness.
My gender is without form, a gaping void to get lost in.
No boxes, no spectrum, will ever contain its endless expanse.

No words pronounceable with a human tongue exist,
no image, no smell, no taste, no texture.
I cannot tell you what it is. I cannot tell you who I am.
Does that scare you?

 

Words By Sarah Gibson
Beyond the Binary Assitant Editor

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