Poems about gender
“How do boys look good without makeup?”
Because society hasn’t told them they look bad without it
I do believe in one God, but sometimes I have my doubts.I do believe in prayer, but it does not have to be said aloud.
I am a woman,
There is nothing to be ashamed of.
I bleed once a month, sometimes twice
I weep for every woman that is beaten for not having dinner ready for her husband when he comes home.
I found out the prickling under Gap kids cotton,
Is what you must buy and bury in closet trunks.