Hey, you—yes, you. I’m into you.

But I’m not sure how to tell you. 

I’m not a very blunt person, but you’re clever, so let me give you some hints

I’m sorry that I don’t own a snapback

Maybe I should show you my sneaker collection?

But then again, everyone has a pair—or five 

Maybe if I roll up my sleeve,

Lift my arm as I comb my fingers through my hair,

And hope you catch a glimpse of my rainbow bracelet

Or my closely trimmed fingernails

Please, walk by my right side

So you can see my piercings

But wait, my straight best friend just got her nose pierced too

Glare at my table for a minute too long

And analyze the stickers on my water bottle

And note my collection of feminist essays with the bookmark on page 72

What will it take to make you wonder?

Wonder if I support Ellen Page for the same reason as you

Wonder if I’m also listening to St. Vincent through my earbuds

Wonder if I planned my trip to the Women’s World Cup four years in advance

Wonder if I’ve watched the same coming out videos on YouTube 

I have to admit, there’s some fun in checking the boxes

Crossing off all the criteria, determining whether you deviate from heteronormativity 

And oh gosh, I hope you’re wondering the same of me

Image by Stephanie Gonot