Source: The Guardian / International Men’s Day Poetry Dear men, When I was 6, a child that picked up a barbie to play with instead of a basket full of plastic cars, was an instant hit. The girls muffled covering their mouth and the boys laughed at him, for days. He never touched another barbie again. That was my first tryst with congruence to gender conformity. Five years hence, when my cousin announced he wants to be a butterfly for fancy dress, I did what was expected of me