....to Kelli ...my southern sister ...are you a goode witch or sandwich 

my southern sister
was walking across
the east village
once again lecturing me
on feminist oppression 

and you - with your conservative 
views - you don’t deserve to call
yourself a gay man 
we shuffle onward 
toward another meal 
the only time we ever 
agree as of late 

nodding  at passer-byes
at times they turn 
glance at me & smile 
and why do all these women flirt with you
perhaps they aren’t feminists 
and know that the men 
in manhattan never look at me 

silence allowed me to
shift  the conversation to
modern speculation or 
philosophical introspection 
of tragic orgasms 



Words and image TERRENCE SYKES

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