when i was born i didn’t say anything
for Ellen van Neerven
When it came to gender or being gendered.
I knew as much about it as my lungs knew how
to breathe.
Like two thumbs cut off and pushed inside a
plush toy.
Blackened by the world.
Already.
Marked down in a book.
I had nothing to write with.
essa may ranapiri
essa may ranapiri (Ngāti Raukawa/Tainui/Ngāti Takatāpui/Clan Gunn/Highgate) is a person or some shit / or whatever / they wrote a book of poems called ransack / it’s still in th world / the only time they use they/them pronouns for themselves is in these bios / isn’t that funny / thx goes out to their ancestors / who are as big as everything / just wow / just everything / they will write until they’re dead
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