The egg of my genders layspread on the matvacant and barerunny like hunnywith a scent of wet hair The whites of my eyeattempt to expandThrough the mucky placewhere dirt accumulatesimprinting dust bunnies across my face My yolk yellow formsees no genderYet here I am in a milky way existencewith conforms and social normsthat cage in …
Egg Head
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