Once upon a time I am dead. There is a line. A processional of black cars. I am born. There is a line. A processional of lights.
By Kody Harlow Asutra Emery4 years ago in Poets
One... Two... One... Two... One step in front of the other Copycatting so it's alike another One... Two... One... Two...
My designation is Emery But I’m never authentically me. I don’t fit a gender or an indicated identity I will be vigorous, feared, even maybe revered.
