When I was a child, 
they never told me 
I had a uterus 
and my eggs were more valuable than  
I. 

They never told me 
my penis’d peers 
were the ones who could be 
whatever. 

I wanted to live 
/free/ 
my mind. 

They never told me 
the organ/ization 
I never asked for 
would follow me through life, 
a cult meting out curses 
for an un-ful/filled 

prophecy. 
They never told me, 
and that was their mistake. 
When I saw the demographics 
on the intake form of Life — 
Ha! I tore the Script into pieces 
and threw their hopes onto a fire 
of My Own design. 

Because I will be 
whatever 
I want. 

Originally published June 26, 2022.
Edits made March 30, 2024.