This poem was inspired by a friend on Twitter:
Dear Humans of the World, Identity is fluid and personal. I find your constant desire to fit others into specific tiny boxes exhausting.— Holly Kench (@StuffedO) February 7, 2013
As such it is dedicated to Holly.
Tiny Box
Tiny box
you place me in.
Nice and neat, squarely done.
Who are you to place me so?
Box yourself.
Let me go
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