Despair

At what point do I give up? Is it when the state I live in outlaws body autonomy for women? Is it when the country I live in values religious freedom over my rights to exist and be treated equally? Is it when I can no longer advance in my career because now I’m not…

These Are the Old Ways. You Will Not See Them Again

Sometimes I wrote a poem that was clearly not meant for me at the time–it was meant for me now. I supposed, at the time it was written, that it was wishful thinking instead of prophetic, but I’ll probably never really know. This poem is about stepping out from the ruins of my wall and…

Hiding

From time to time, I will post some of my poetry here, especially the ones I find relate to my life before transitioning. Several of my poems are my subconscious telling me that I need to transition, that I’m actually trans. These were all written a decade or more before I consciously understood my true…