It’s poem 67, and I’ve not done a quatrain yet.
So here is an angry one about how society loves a tribal, binary concept of identity.
Thanks to fellow transgressor Brooke Magnanti for the first line. You should buy her book, The Sex Myth, even if you’ve decided not to like it.
We like a “them”, we like an “us”
So don’t be “I” or make a fuss.
What use intelligent debate?
We’d rather be told who to hate!