Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Thursday, 5 April 2018

I was born a niĞah


but my hair was fair (with a kiss-curl at the front)
my skin was pale bluish-pink
(called 'white' ha! ha!)
and I resisted what I was taught to think,
and my beard’s now dirty silver 
and my house is home to much dog-hair. 
(Or fur, if you prefer.)
And I smell delightful
and am disabusingly blunt.

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