Horror in fiction is isolated:
a ghost haunts a house,
a demon possesses a child,
a serial killer prowls a small town.
Horror in reality is everywhere:
a woman leaves her drink alone at the
bar,
climate change and careless people,
a president deciding you don't exist.
Definitions of gender rigid and fixed
while the content of gender morphs:
do you have a penis or a vagina?
Nothing else seems to matter.
“You are making it up,”
obviously you would choose this fate,
to be different than what they forced
you to be
because erasure and abuse is what you
want.
Who wants to feel comfortable in their
skin,
to understand the world as more than
binary,
the beauty of the spectrum beyond
duality,
the freedom of finally being
themselves?
Horror in reality is watching
as someone tries to delete you
while millions stand and watch,
supporting a madman with screams and
silence.
Reality is scarier than fiction:
books can be closed and movies stopped,
but you can't pause reality
to stop a madman from trying to erase
you.
-Zero
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