A letter to Gender.

Dear gender;
              For the norms you create, the wars you start, the people you torture and the rules you make,
I strongly dislike you.  You and your social normality.

              And I decided that I don't want you anymore.  Yes, physically it has its perks, but I can't stand the judgment any longer.  
I've been male.  I've been female.  I've been gay.  I've been straight.  
There is no superior sex.  It's a mind game, for God to taste the bitter-sweet irony of our existences.
          I don't want the pieces I was born with, yet I don't want the ones I don't have, either.  I would love to be sex-less. No markings, no gender.
But that isn't possible, is it?
I am not attracted to a single sex, yet I don't wish to call myself bisexual.  I love people, not their pieces.
I will adapt sexually, because I am a mould.   I am myself. And be this, this human that I am…I require no gender.
     And so, gender?
Please go fuck yourself.

-Kae.