You know how in the ancient world they believed a very long time ago there was the age of heroes when the world was populated by super powered descendants of the gods. Chickens have that in real life but it’s the dinosaurs
This fits so well with the art of chickens contacting a wise ancestor:
(Source: @catadromously’s art)
“Tell us your wisdom, O Great One!”
“My wisdom is this: bite everything.”
But I want to be SOMETHING.
I want to make my younger self happy that I have decided to take care of myself.
I want to make my future something that I can look forward too.
I want to just be.
My gender is based off of what people see me as.
If they see me as male, then I am male
If they see me as female, then I am an abstract concept of female.
I want hair like them.
Hand like them.
Fingers that curl around your neck like them.
I want eyes to stare as you leave
And tears to cry.
I want to be just like them









