A poem about name changes, misgendering, and trauma. Also it's a personal poem so I mention weed of course. Think this poem feels very "Me" right now :3¢ (<- cat passing you a joint)
Visibility is a difficult thing to negotiate when one is gender non-conforming, so here is a poem taking a crack at explaining why what looks back at me in a mirror matters so much to me.
tiny things make me think of you. however, you still don't pick up on that
Unnatural, they called it, the love they have for me.
No. Unnatural was the devil’s shoal, that freezing beach at Normandy, where I was shot dead for him to see.
A poem about name changes, misgendering, and trauma. Also it's a personal poem so I mention weed of course. Think this poem feels very "Me" right now :3¢ (<- cat passing you a joint)
Visibility is a difficult thing to negotiate when one is gender non-conforming, so here is a poem taking a crack at explaining why what looks back at me in a mirror matters so much to me.
tiny things make me think of you. however, you still don't pick up on that
Unnatural, they called it, the love they have for me.
No. Unnatural was the devil’s shoal, that freezing beach at Normandy, where I was shot dead for him to see.