I'm totally looking for feedback here. Warning f-bombs. 
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Charlie is a person going through some changes, zie works hard, goes to school, and stays in the shadows as much as possible.  Til zie saw a transcendent slam poet. 

The poet speaks Charlie's truth in ways that seem beyond coincidence. But it looks like everyone in the room is also having their truth told.

The moms are old Women Loving Women Lavender Menace lesbians.  They mean well and are really good people, but typical of parents, they don't see beyond their own idea of what a kid should be.

Charlie wants to say a few words:

About the zie and zir shit. Sorry, I know it sucks and it makes you have to work harder and all but fuck if I know what else the narrator should call me. 

Some people call me she, fuck that. I never did see that as me. 

But I am also not he... yet. 

So this zie bullshit seems to work for the narrator, he or she wanted to say "he or she" to mean me. Fuck, what? No. 

So, when I talk to you I will not use those PC whatever words and then when he or she talks about me he or she will use zie and zir. 

Zie is like she or he. Zir is like his or hers. 

You'll live, buck the fuck up.
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