Category: citizen trans* {project}
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and it reads: in this house, we believe… trans women are women. all cops are bastards. john hinckley junior did nothing wrong. kurt cobain was trans. all landlords are liars. devine is still the filthiest person alive. in this house, we say faggot and tranny and we graffiti girldicks on cop cars. and yes, astrology…
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When they kill me in the coming years,please bury my head in the backyardof that house in Wood Hollow, to restin the shadow of the tire swing, to sinkinto the fire pit pressed upon the forest. I want to watch that everchanging earth.Even as it dries in the coming droughtand floods in the lingering hurricane,I know…
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I turn on the news to start my dayAn asteroid they say is coming our wayTo turn our homes into piles of clay I ask my dad if he’s feeling scaredbut he just says he doesn’t care “I can’t wait to see it take down Mr. Brown”he says without a single frownI say “But what about me?…
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I always thought that bonfire night was to celebrate how a Guy tried to burn down parliament.I learnt later in life we were celebrating that he was caught.And it’s kinda funny to me to walk the streets of my city and pass where he was born.I guess the only way the house of white people…
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There was a man whose job it wasto log the cost of burning a sodomite to death.So many pesos for the lumber, so many reales for rope,so much for leather gloves and flint.He formed the numbers carefully,judicious with quill on vellum,massaged cramped fingers and shifted his seat,finally walked home. There were hundreds,thousands of this somebody…
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~based on a dream Trump was shanghaied by a cartoon fiend who resembled Charlie Chan in the flicker of silent films dramatic organ caterwauls from the pit Fu Manchu moustache waxed to a fine sheen John Lennon glasses perched on a spread-out nose masked by aquamarine séance ectoplasm …
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While canvassing for Democratic candidates, I spoke with a MAGA Republican who told me that his neighbor was a trans woman. He believed that being trans was a mental illness because God made you either a man or a woman, so gender can’t change. He asked me, rhetorically, “Have you ever thought that you were a…
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The Farmer built a picket fence to surround the fields withinHe build it many years ago to keep me far from himHe built it near his house beyond the foliage and denseAnd there he eats the flesh of those who live within his fence One day, I say, i’ll tear this fence but never do becauseThe…
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Denial is a statement, it’s not happening again, it won’t happen again. I refuse to let it happen again, I state, as if I control anything… As though I didn’t run away during the first term, obtaining a Bachelor’s degree in Biology and being a dual Canadian-American citizen. I did, until the pandemic dragged me back…
