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Biologically I am A mixture More and less Complicated than I claim to be Culturally My mother my father they Have their own identities My phenotype is another story Entirely Where I grew up and how Who my ancestors were And why they died All conspire to define me In ways that are beyond even me. Ambiguity is my home Either/or does not apply And my existence defies So many names and claims Of place It would be a lie to check a race All I know for certain Is that it matters That my existence Confounds you That your inability to classify me Bewilders you And there is some good done Each time I cause confusion There is some good done ~Jennifer Lisa Vest