Cross Dressing.

from the porch of my
suburban home I have watched


once distanced at sight---
now strolling along the lines

of what defined and confines
white culture security---

straddling the likes of
p. diddy, outkast, and jay-z---

bedroom walls unfolding scrolls
that deem tupac and notorious b.i.g.

as the icons of the new
allegiance my children

have pledged to---

right hand on heart---
off my sons and daughters go

cross dressing in the street culture
from head to toe

Mark Anthony Thomas
Copyright © 2004

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