portion of the artwork for JR Walsh's poetry

Before we learn nothing
JR Walsh

Nothing awkward about it et al.
& I mean everyone got enlightened.
We had a parade, a press conference,
census takers gave out proud cigars.
People made bets on blue or pink.
Madison Avenue said gray was in.
A little seahorse registered for plastic
toys & gender-neutral reef motifs
as fuzzy blobs found our fridge
as cotton onesies bloomed feet
as millimeters grew fingers
& rhythms beat polyrhythmic.
we didn’t hear the seahorse growl.

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FRiGG: A Magazine of Fiction and Poetry | Issue 56 | Fall/Winter 2020