just accept the fate of going to hell,
like my mother’s sister
and her vile bloodline
which, in some divine intervention
struck my heart.
so i covered my chest,
invoked the antichrist,
and bared my cardinal sins,
like a jezebel in a slip gown.
what a dangerous, harmless affliction.
how ironic,
protesting for filthy legislature
in the name of christian nationalism,
all for god to punish his children
just for being transgender
#an affliction
sturdy robin
this poem is a couple months old