I wrote this while at the BLM Pride protest in Schenectady, NY this afternoon. I hope that you enjoy. ——– Colourful Queers Facing their fears,and being their true selves,are the bravest beings on the planet. Stronger than Granite. We will not break,because, like that book that you use to condemn,We are stronger by standing together […]
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You Are Wrong
Masterful,Magical,and Magnificent, Are words that are seldom usedto describe beings like me.Instead, the phrases describing usborder on abuse. Facts, not feelings, these bigots shout,Except, to them, facts have no clout.We give them hundreds of studies and peer reviewed journals,That show we are right,All we get in response are jeers. The facts they are talking about, […]
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Let your being fly free
Who is the one that you are? Are they near Or are they far? What has kept you from finding them? I would guess that it is fear. Do you really want to live your life for someone else, Giving up parts of yourself with nothing in return? Instead, why not be true, instead of […]
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Press on!
Victory! Euphoria! Magic! Tragic! Loss! Disheartened! Joy! Love! Hate! Emptiness! All of these and more, Are what life has in store For those that continue the ride Even when it feels like everything has been tried. I say to you my friend, Press on! This is not the end, This is barely the beginning. Even […]
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Focusing On The Gurney
What is the meaningOf all of the unknowns,And how do you findIn what direction it leans? Finding direction in a worldSo scattered and coldFilled with issues so burledIt seems insurmountable, when everythingIs bought and sold. How can you place value onIngenuity,Fantasy,Imagination,and love,When it seems as if friendly cooperation is gonefrom existence, and crushed from above? […]
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Arising from the corpse
Vanquished, lying in the dirt,No more energy left.Unable to give any more to his facademade of dreams, wishes, and ideals. Totally bereft,And done with the lies of his Godof times past. Arising from the corpse,She emerges at last.She cannot hide herself anymore,no matter the consequences,She is who he truly was at his core. She is […]
Visceral,Empirical,Whimsical. How was I created:Nurture, Nature, or Trauma?I have tradedSo much of myself, to avoid drama. No more. It is time to even the score. No longer will I minimize myselfAnd place who I really am upon the shelf. Spending all of my energyAvoiding being me.Finding the truth in who I am,Is not quiet, like […]
Beating the screams Out of my dreams, Destroying the vision of what I have been Time to buck this trend.Where am I going, where will this lead?No idea, but going to make this world bleed Not in a violent way, but adding colour to my world of grey. Time keeps ticking on, as I re-create […]
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What dreams may come
This is a poem that I wrote a few weeks ago about the last year, and coming to terms that I am a Transgender Woman. Hope that you enjoy (Copyright 2019 under Creative Commons). Am I rightIn taking flight? In being true to myselfI have had to break the oldConceptions of what is trueAnd Be […]
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The swinging of my soul
I wrote this back in 2009 – originally posted on my DeviantArt. Like the earth floating through the atmosphereor man as he searches for the truth,the beginning of the ending,nothing is clear… What is happening now, nothing makes senseI don’t know what’s going onPlease lift the drifting, dripping fogfrom over my kind of guy,the kind […]