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Street slum with muddy eyes and a lisp black and blue with bruises filthy with the Devil’s vitiligo You see it in Father’s scrunched face he looks at you like you’re diseased Your touch insignificant as a mosquito bite they slap your hand away without a sparing glance Don’t you know, calico only girls are allowed to look like that Immigrant in your home country curled up in a mole hill creeps through the window of a married man Traitor bedded with the role model of masculinity who spends every spare second spinning silks to match the budding Yellow Trumpet he tucked behind your pierced ear Calico boy, calico man, pussy cat, they’re screaming ****** arm in arm with torties masquerading as tom cats 5’2 and skinny, act so tough roughed up by the working man’s hands dragged out back like cattle You make poor Mother so sad she is embarrassed by your barren womb You stifled your screams alone they hurried the sight of your afterbirth inside Get it through your head, tom cat women must serve their men like deities Warrior with no weapon tigress hiding in high grass stops to sniff out a dear perfume Prince rushing in to save the princess her lover a woman and everything she lacks finds solace in a hut barely able to house two sharing dreams of a family they will never have Tom girl, tom cat pseudo , be reminded of your place as they knock you down to your knees Stray cats making the most out of scraps yowl unabashed on fence tops spots and stripes blending into the night Outrun the morning light fast as their legs can carry them before roosters cock and storm the streets String your bodies up like festival lights rise you up to a heaven unwelcome to you candles lit with the gnawing heartache of secret lovers unable to mourn you Don’t you know how dangerous it is for tom cats and calicos to hope for a kinder world with room enough to fit you Bad men will shave off your ear tips rob you of your claws and teeth plunder your body for meat and sex Street slum gather in the hornet’s nest fingers raw from sowing safety nets a pride of big cats lone in the wilderness Do you hear them coming to tie you up drag you off in big cages and roaring trucks leave you neutered with a bleeding hole Women and girls, men and boys part the tidal waves of their tears together burn the way with flint stoking in their eyes Tom cats and calicos engaged in civil war so tired of fighting with nowhere to flee carve a path not dedicated to the children they cannot have but the children they once were long ago

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