Visibility is a difficult thing to negotiate when one is gender non-conforming, so here is a poem taking a crack at explaining why what looks back at me in a mirror matters so much to me.
It was beautiful to me watching those two wrestle for dominance over the other, beautiful woman atop beautiful man - like the battle between the dark and the light of the moon.
There was once a bard who sung with a voice that rose and fell with the sound of the running waters of his homeland.
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I'm trying to create a fantasy world and this story is just me messing aroun...
Visibility is a difficult thing to negotiate when one is gender non-conforming, so here is a poem taking a crack at explaining why what looks back at me in a mirror matters so much to me.
It was beautiful to me watching those two wrestle for dominance over the other, beautiful woman atop beautiful man - like the battle between the dark and the light of the moon.
There was once a bard who sung with a voice that rose and fell with the sound of the running waters of his homeland.
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I'm trying to create a fantasy world and this story is just me messing aroun...