For Orlando

thechaipakodechronicles

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If I say “I support homosexuality and gender fluidity”
Or “The world is not a binary arrangement of sexes”
Or even “I believe that love transcends our pathetic ties and boundaries”
It won’t lessen the pain that you have caused.

For every time you buy Her Pink and Him Blue, you propagate a figment of your paranoia
Every time you snigger at the ‘sensitive’ man and call him “faggot” and “homo”; multiple dominoes topple in the distance
Every time you spray paint Dyke on that girl’s locker, several other girls add a padlock more to their closet doors.

Every time you attack my “colourful” and “rainbowed” brothers and sisters, I feel attacked myself as a human
If this isn’t your form of cannibalism, then what is?
Don’t you dare give me your Biblical jargon and your holy discourse
That the Lord made us in a perfect cast, and any deviation…

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Nothing Wakes You Up

…like being zapped by the hot wire on the horse fence. When your MILs (morher-in-laws) go on vacation and you have to take care of the farm animals. My wife and I have been switching on in the morning because we usually wake up later in the day. Today was the last day of the week and I, of course, finally shock the shit out of my arm. The pain went away but my arm still feels funny.

Fun fact: when you get shocked, it leaves an entrance and exit mark, which look like two bugs bites.

At least I have a funny story to tell.