They cross that strait
When they get two it
As engender queer
In mirrorly two be
Or knot too be
This poem is an ode to gender fluidity, to anyone who looks in the mirror and sees a different gender than at first glance, or seize more than one gender. Gender, as a complicated amalgam of biological and social constructs, should be expected to manifest itself in a myriad of ways. The simplistic binary of male/female is abridge too far for many folks. Life is as often as knot incredibly nuanced or calling us to weighs of being that no mirror man or woman has gone before. To be pronoun challenged is that splendiferous juncture wear he/she and us/them simply becomes they and we. To coin an old phrase, E Pluribus Unum, “from many, one.”
In the U.S., transgender issues have taken the forefront since the gay marriage equality issue is largely resolved. Like many social justice issues, transgender equality will be brandished about, weaponized by reactionary bigots where it may still win political points amidst a rapidly changing status quo. I strongly suspect history has a distinct direction in this struggle, and it will resemble the future more than the past. June is gay pride month, or perhaps better named LGBTQQIA Pride Month. Hopefully, this time of special celebration will help people relish their own gender identity and the gender identity of others. May our diversity enrich us all.