Poem – Made in the Image

There is something honest
about babies and old people.

They don’t look like any one
gender. They just look like
themselves.

Perhaps this is what is meant
about
being made in the
Image of God.

Perhaps these beings
that are before or beyond
the need
to be
a specific gender,
before or beyond
sex

have it figured out.

Perhaps being intersexed or unisexed or unsexed is it.

When we are past the need
to be female or male
and we get down to the business
of being human

maybe then is when we start
getting to the good stuff

the God stuff.

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