Pink Horror

poetry LEVI MILLER

They’re not big enough. It’s too small. The auburn light speaks frankly to small inadequacies. Yet passions blaze fiercer than midnight comments

Straighter standing, smarter smiles, sterner stuff.

Socks and spats and thievery flies flags I can’t focus

But in the morning it’s black or blue and back to business.

NOTE FROM THE CREATOR:

I made this piece to summarize my tumultuous feelings on gender and my experience with crossdressing, as well as the emotional strife I went through while questioning my own identity. I learned that it’s always good to try new things and expand upon yourself, but you should never feel pressured to do so.

mixed media MEHREEN ALI