is punk

every day i get up and

see the same thing.

every day, I am queer,

and every day, I am punk.

i am punk 

not because i look it,

although my head is shaved

and my jacket spiked,

but because my existence

defies the world at large, 

every day i live as a 

a middle finger to the 492

proposed bills-

and that is just

January, February, March.

i was born 

without my twin, but

with a doctor saying

i might not make it.

i grew up being told to

cover up.

i grew up being told to

listen and obey.

but my existence means

i refuse to listen to

anyone but me- 

no laws can govern

my identity or 

my thoughts.

there is nothing that can be done

to take me away from

myself- i am

punk and queer and 

i am still here.