Gender Bender: A Story of They


City College of San Francisco
United States


Teacher, open your eyes!

You are feeding them all lies!

We are living in a society so enwrapped with gender,

I imagine myself becoming a bender.

Not only of rules, regulations, and taboo,

but of customs, self image, and tattoos.

I am not a pretty little girl,

nor am I sweet little pearl.

I am fluid and expressive,

nothing shy from agressive.

I dont go by she and her,

nor do i tend to blur.

The lines I've set,

the eyes unmet.

I am they and they I am.

For I am gender diversity, sir nor ma'am.



Speaking against my gender idenitiy hating teachers!


Beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing this.


Thank you for your kind words, Marie.


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-Tamara Ruiz

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