weather reveal cake

they used the dull knife.
a slice to the cake's forehead.
it did not bleed. 
everyone was waiting
for a gender. they had their pink
& their blue ready in all shapes
& sizes of tupperware. 
before i was born, i worked
in the clouds. i formed raindrops.
i riled the air up to a frenzy. 
i was always going to be a storm. 
hail the size of pupils & a broken window
that used to hold the sun. 
in the shower at night, i sometimes
turn off the overhead lamp.
i sit on the floor & pretend i am 
not here yet. still a little creature
with no duties but
to make sure the water finds it way
back down. we are all at some stage
of a return. like salmon to 
the breeding water or deer
to headlights. no matter what
they did the cake would not bleed.
would not give an answer. it rained
indoors & everyone had to run outside.
their clothes soaked. in many ways
i am the opposite of a vampire.
i go where i'm not invited. i take
my gender & let it thunder. i was 
doing before i even had this name.