My Own Gender
I don’t know what
it is so many men women
tell me what they feel
they know it is I don’t
know but I do know
what it looks like
ice flowers silver
erupt between my ribs
Sara Hovda was born and raised in rural Minnesota. She now attends the MA program in Creative Writing at the University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Nimrod, Nashville Review, Red Paint Hill, and Tinderbox Poetry Journal, among others. You can find her at SaraHovda.com and on Twitter @SaraHovda
