Following the terrible attacks in Belgium
the governor of this poet's home state
Pat McCrory
thought the wisest course of action
to preclude such a thing
happening in North Carolina
would be to pass a bill
which undoes the right
of transgender people
to terrorize our public restrooms
and hopelessly confuse us
by using the men's or women's room
as corresponds to their gender identity
and not the one
to which they were assigned at birth
and in addition
which prohibits municipalities
from passing their own ordinances
which cater
to transgender people
or to the rest
of the LGBT community at all.
And thus
North Carolina
remains a safe place
for Pat McCrory
(for now).
This poem © 2016 Emily Cooper.
