Lines - On the Amorphous and Malleable Nature of Gender

He has found himself much happier In a life which no longer dictates That he must be “himself”. She would rather Go by a more feminine name, and I know How much more comfortable she is in her Newfound skin, the one that happened to have Always been there. And in every movement, As she swirls around her girlfriend, like a storm; The woman who has accepted without question Every stage of the transformation of her boyfriend Into her current girlfriend. The idea of gender Suddenly does not matter to her. To either Of them. Because, I know what happiness Looks like, and this love looks exactly like My very own, the only kind I’ve known. Because, I also know how often the children of My generation have found themselves in Defiance of their parents’ preoccupation With providing their kin with a better life A life on their terms of decency and familiarity. I find we are all much happier Providing our own definitions Studying nature as it develops, naturally, And finding happiness on our own terms And based upon our own definitions.