Original Poetry: “Vivid”

Amidst the pulsing music
strobing lights and Cuba Libres
my mottled androgyny
seems less the anomaly
and the humid-rich haze
of smoke and dry ice
colors me vivid for everyone
to see what they want
while endlessly gyrating
up against anonymous others.
 
 
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