in which i’m bored in calculus class and try to write an equation that i can use to determine my gender (x)
Zoe Reay-Ellers
Solve for x: a(b(c(d(e(f(x))))))
a(x)=((girl)/(boy))(x) b(x)=((wincing when people call me a girl)-((smiling when I’m called a queen)^(i’m not actually a queen))(x)(it’s so much easier to just be a girl)) c(x)=((liking the color purple)/(hating the color pink)(my aunt giving me flowers for my birthday)/((liking to use the word gay to describe my sexuality)(hating being gay))-(((not knowing if i’m actually gay because isn’t gay just the word for people loving the same gender)^(x))-((sin(wrapping ace bandages around my chest yesterday until my ribcage creaked with each step)-cos(not wanting to waste fifty dollars on a binder in case i’m faking it))^(“it’s just a phase”+being cis is easier) d(x)=((wanting to try on the ball gown in the dusty window of the consignment shop i pass walking to the bus stop every wednesday at 5:46)/(closing my eyes when i shower and forcing my peppermint soap to act as a mediator between my hands and the goose bumped skin beneath them))^(x)-(shaving my legs and armpits, liking the feeling of being smooth, slippery)^(going out of my way to peruse the men’s deodorant aisle and run my fingers along the edges of the hard, plastic caps. raising a few to my nose until i find one that isn’t too strong, one that feels obligated to include a paragraph justifying why it’s manly) e(x)=((i want to be called pretty and handsome in the same breath)(cutting my hair off one night, carefully brushing on mascara another))+(sin(i feel like batman except i’m bruce wayne except i’m both of them at the same time: cape flapping, mask pulled down, untucked plaid shirt, loosened tie))^(x) f(x)=(or perhaps i am cinderella’s stepsisters, tracing a cleaver along my skin, hacking off flesh)^((birds diving upon my scalp and feasting on my brain, festering wound)(roles and metaphors, clichés i dream up to fulfill))/((x)(i have heard that people do not believe that i exist and i am beginning to wonder if they are right)(if i even wish to be perceived at all)) |