Due to Popular Demand, I Am Coming Out

Call me rug-muncher, bush-bumper,
gash-guzzler & gal-pal. Call me
pussy-pirate & turf-taster, scissor-sister
& shrub-scout, lickalotapus
& an antisemenist headed for Brokeback
Valley. Call me twat-tiddler, cat-licker,
trout-sniffer, vagitarian, Ellen
Degenerate, cooch-comrade, clam-
jammer & fur-trader, fuzz-bumper
& not welcome in the red states. Call me
& ask how I am in French. Lès bien.
Call me dykedelic & dykotic,
suppresbian & succesbian. Say
I have my lick-her license, a nut allergy,
a degree in lesbiology. Call me
& ask if I speak Straponese. Call me
oyster-diver, Teva-wearer, bean-flicker
& donut-digger, taco-eater & coochie-
cruncher. Call me bush-lover,
a celesbian, your dykon, a U-Hauler,
your next-door gaybor, a nail-clipper,
a cunt-hopper & crotch-cannibal. Call me
before my poetry reading to wish me luck.
Call me mound-pounder, cocktose
intolerant, a clit-queen, a good fuck.

Source: Poetry (June 2026)