Category: citizen trans* {project}
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When you turn the desperate from your doorsWhen you drown out their voicesWhen you snatch even the smallest hard-earned victories from the people who need it mostRemember them. When you claim to hear their cries but never listenWhen you “take back” what never should have been yoursWhen you refuse to dig the truth out of liesRemember…
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Oh, Pretty Pauly just fourteen when he found you on Grindr a twenty-nine-year old man Receipts tell the sad song Sawblades and medical suppliesHis terrible plot To snuff out your young flame. A month after the police hadn’t put back together the beautiful scattered parts that fit together and made you whole. Why didn’t Lester…
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i used to fly the flag on special days at my grandparents’ housewhen me and my sisters would run around on their porchwaving around the red, white, and blue.back then it was something to be proud of.when we were nothing more than three girlsholding our downfall in our little hands. me and my sisters used to…
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I am letting you be privvyTo the conversation between meAnd myself. And y’all are choosing to take itTo say we’re shoving itDown your throats, Why don’t you shove it Down my throatSorry I’m just fucked up That you would care about me this much You want to ‘save women’ But you couldn’t save yourselfFrom becoming a transphobeSuckling internet points off…
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in the cereal aisle, at the gas station filling up,refilling your mug of coffeeat your favorite late-night dinerbecause no one else will hire us. because you are afraidyou think we don’t exist, not out here, in the real world. but we are here,and we have plans and agendas.we are transgender.beware.
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I rip the womb from my bodyas if it might consume me.I will not be devoured.I will not perform. When I return to myself,my love opens her arms.When I return to myself,my government slams its doors.I am unrealvisible only in paperwork,erased in waiting rooms. My womb, emptied.First, denied by the unseen,then released by hera doctor…
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You don’t want to ban me from your toilets because of my cockYou ostracize me because I am uglierBut you don’t even know how ugly I amWithout a mirror or your vacant gaspsI can turn my soft cheeks into the rotten lining of a dead goat’s stomachI can make my smile a vile omenI can…
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land of the freeOr thats what its supposed to be Oppressing all minority groupsStuck living in fear Doesn’t sound like freedom to me I’m sorry that i like girlsI’m sorry that i don’t fit your gendered ideals I’m sorry that i stray so far from the standard you set The standard that’s been in place for thousands of yearsBut times…
