Work Pt. 2

“…gender confusion,” he muttered
in the corner

it was my first ever public ask at work
to “please respect my pronouns”

funny how the words can cut across the room like that
as if it was aimed at me
whispered into my ear
left to linger / tumble / echo in my mind
haunting me
through the first sunrise
and then, the next.


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