Gender Fluid Gentleman
You want to go with them, but the space between you and them is discernible and distant. They emit a vibe, a sonic, undetectable outside earshot. Quietly resonating is kinetic energy. You are different. You know you’re different. They know. They won’t say it. They elect not to speak of it. You do. Gender pronouns. Today’s new nomenclature. When there is gender intersectionality like this there may come heightened identity consternation. Discussion, interpretation, and translation are never fluid. Just asked the gender fluid gentleman wearing t he gray pork pie fedora. Each one of his pork pie fedora’s bears its owns identity. His name is asked, s he answers— Jim. © emmett wheatfall