identity crisis
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Last published Sat, Jan 15, 2022
this is a vent poem about my identity as nonbinary and how difficult thats been on my family and I.
im a lucky person to have a family that loves and supports me but there are times i can feel the tension my gender identity creates on my familial relationships.
anyway enjoy!
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