I put my body and self into positions of confrontation.
My attitude, looks and way of thinking are different than the normal folks in these parts of the country.
I think that I am normal; I never have given it a second thought.
I have lived in these parts for over thirty years and I have always thought my self as normal.
My looks, body and thoughts force people into positions of accepting me as I am
or confronting the demons of bias that we all hold dear to
our hearts from our home and school learning's.
Why do we do this?
Exactly what am I doing by not conforming?

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