Category: citizen trans* {project}
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it’s fascinating to watch the privileged masses flee from making life better where they are they simply pack up and go to where the work has already been done, living off the backs of oppressed peoples, never to lift a finger cry and cry some more about the amendments, the legislation, the discomfort. “it’s really…
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What happens when fertile Land goes unused or When my face feels too soft like That half rotten plum you left out To quietly ferment on the counter? In eighty years or less someone will say “This cadaver is mistaken” And I will be wheeled into purgatory Just as confused as you are. Best I…
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running on the treadmill, stretching these legs do you know what it is to be Human? when the Chemicals pour in; hair growing out thick curled and sweat-dripping aloe-cooling a burn. when the needle gags into the skin i hold the syringe steady: ready to be a Man so i watch the push: so i…
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They say if you make it to 30, you’ve already succeeded. So many of us don’t survive. Don’t get to step into our skin. I think of us as nesting dolls in reverse. We begin small, and each layer gains new paint. It grows and grows and maybe we strip one back. Maybe when we…
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Because of the change in seasons— It’s dipped below freezing, the trees are bare, & it’s dark at 5pm. Because I’m too tired after work to paint or write or go out— I’m not exercising at all, eating too much, & sleeping too little. Because I feel isolated after moving out on my own for…
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You’ve always been so scared. The first thing you told me was that you were scared. You told me about a transgender woman who lived in your apartment when you were young and said she found a way to live her life without hormones or surgeries or legal name changes. As though you can know…
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The songbird thrashes, its wings ablaze, Its throat choked tight with stolen praise. Each silent note is a sharpened scream, Cutting through bars that shatter the dream. Its eyes burn bright, two molten coals, A furnace fed by stolen souls. The cage may hold, but the steel will bend, For fury like this knows no…
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We are dying. We are dying and I don’t know why no one is saying that. We are dying like pigeons. We are dying like freight trains that kept running, wild off the side of the cliff and into the river. I read three posts today that encourage trans people to get our affairs in…
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Forget the name-change, the pronouns, the presentation. Abandon my corrections, my efforts, past conversations. Allow the discomfort. Breed the resentment. Let’s undo the clock. I am female at birth. Foreign until death. Figuring out how to live, in a world that asks me to do otherwise. I read the news. I listen to podcasts. I…
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cw/tw: mention of r*pe, sexual violence a man who was president once does nothing when a million are dying while thousands making bread only remember the creases their bodies make when curled in bathtubs and bedsheets the same man refuses to admit the rage of his following or his part in their raising a noose…