there is this moment when the voices overlap upon one another
so perfectly
and you realized you've done it right
the moment you feel that lighting running down your veins
reaching your fingertips
your eyes swelling
tears
overwhelmed
every bit of your consciousness interlinking with
those trying to interact with your senses
a moment where insecurity
is forgotten
a moment
where every stroke on the keyboard
and time spent in front of the monitor
brought to live meaning
and you know this discovery is worth it.
[call me a girl. stereotype me.
but know that i feel my material.
every bit of that screams human. not my gender.]