Marching in the Crossroads of My Black, Disabled, Queer Identity
<p>They hear the voice of my gender<br />
As we yell for equal pay<br />
But “She must be on her period,”<br />
Is all you’ll hear them say.</p>
<p>They see me march alongside brothers,<br />
Sisters with deep caramel skin,<br />
They say we’re “Thugs, criminals, and gangstas,”<br />
And a jail cell’s all we’ll win.</p>
<p>They see me march with many others<br />
Bearing flags striped with all colors.<br />
Rainbow, pink, blue, white and green,<br />
Gay, ace, pan, and all in between.<br />
Men and women, both or neither.<br />
Gender binary? What’s that mean?</p>
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