All Anomaly

In a world that seeks to define and classify

I am queer by definition

An amalgamation of standards

Society had declared me dead

I am reborn

Given myself a new name

Brought parts of myself out of locked boxes

The locked boxes a sacrifice

My journey gave me gender euphoria

Joy I had never been able to feel under the label of girl or woman or man

Opening up my label

I was called

Unknown, Confused

People who had loved me my whole life saying

What is this Not a man, Not a woman

Nonsense

You put two feet back into the shoes you came with

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It’s not a need to be unique that drives me

My body and title will never be a cry for attention

It is a natural progression of my performance of gender

Something I had simply misunderstood

I was always put in a box not meant for me

As a woman put into a box of too masculine

As I performed manhood I was too soft

If I was always too much or too little

Why would I not identify with that combination of just right

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When presented with the chimera butterfly

The scientific community classified its condition as bilateral gynandromorph

That is to say, it is as I am

Half Man, half woman

A rare alternative in a society such as ours

That has latched onto duality since the dawn of time

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It is not the average path

Or an untraveled one

If it is harder to fly this way

I acknowledge it

I move through this life with purpose

Recognizing my rarity

Giving it love and light

Acceptance for all that is revolutionary about me

For I am

As they are

A chimera

A combination that is just right