The Dreams of Goat Children, Originally Published in the Gordian Review 2018

Originally Published in Gordian Review here.
Traveling in packs with my white lesbian mothers.
The O’s, not panhandlers asking for change.
But the O’s, in a circle, that follow like Pacman.
Tail, the bug eyes, in a straight line.
Not curved, they tug on the back
Of my cotton shirt.
Me, holding hands, the hands tear away.
In fear, the streak on my back, It stains.
They ask, in monotone:
“Did your moms try to force you to be gay?”