Quinceañera
When does my Quinceañera begin? My butchness flower? Gardenia, pungent, white pure, innocence in a bottle aromatic incense. Grrrrrr to be free Vrrrrrrrroom Heading that way! Rites of passage Rights of passage. Passing over me my whole self when you cross me. Right to passage, I say! Evolve, get out the way! Write my passages pages and more pages Mad man! So, so mad the pace, Quinceañera. As in, cada quincena te traigo tu domingo No siete! Quince Coupletes una sobre la otra Oligarchy but all RICH. You devour MY vowels. You Fester in my bowels. Quince Digo, quisiera As in “ya quisieras” Si pudieras lo harías? “Si lo hago, chanfles” Ya no me hago La Pendeja! Lotería Le atine. butch Wear me Proud BUTCH, Were you proud? Wore down a little, not rubbed out what nut breaking my head figuring it out. OTHERING. Being OTHERED. On to OTHERS and they will do onto you. Until you learn Let go. Bye bye hair I didn’t care anymore Wore my s