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my mother says i've been blessed
with bedroom eyes and broad shoulders
and the most wonderful hourglass figure,
my hips i can hold kids on.
i would be a good lover,
i never want to be a mother,
but at least i have broad shoulders.
my face is too round to ever be that of a man
and my hips will stick out no matter how much i lose
and when i lean forward there's a line dividing my chest in two
and both sides look female
and i crack open every time i have to check a gender off on a form
because i have to mark the wrong box
and every time i get my period i throw a fit
because it's a fucking punch to the face when i'm reminded.
yeah, when i was a kid i made mud pies
and i sit with my legs spread too wide
and i don't get gossip and other girly shit
but i'm still female, apparently
i am a boy, i am not a boy, i am not a boy
to your eyes but i'd like to be
is it considered a birth defect to feel so out of place
and if so, how can i make the pain go away?
it's all in your head,
they said- yeah, they said
but it's so damn real to me
with bedroom eyes and broad shoulders
and the most wonderful hourglass figure,
my hips i can hold kids on.
i would be a good lover,
i never want to be a mother,
but at least i have broad shoulders.
my face is too round to ever be that of a man
and my hips will stick out no matter how much i lose
and when i lean forward there's a line dividing my chest in two
and both sides look female
and i crack open every time i have to check a gender off on a form
because i have to mark the wrong box
and every time i get my period i throw a fit
because it's a fucking punch to the face when i'm reminded.
yeah, when i was a kid i made mud pies
and i sit with my legs spread too wide
and i don't get gossip and other girly shit
but i'm still female, apparently
i am a boy, i am not a boy, i am not a boy
to your eyes but i'd like to be
is it considered a birth defect to feel so out of place
and if so, how can i make the pain go away?
it's all in your head,
they said- yeah, they said
but it's so damn real to me
Literature
burning bodies
and we yearned for something deeper tangled between bed sheets
but our palms were always split open, spilling malice.
our bodies, always in dire separation
even in scalding proximity.
je dis beaucoup des mensonges.
i tell a lot of lies.
the following:
we curled ourselves alongside icicles to bury the flames.
my waist still feels like a graveyard.
even after all the times you tasted my bone marrow,
you still have the nerve to say i'm not bitter.
our mansion is burning from the inside out
and we force-feed the desire with
prolonged gestures and held-breaths.
our combined scar tissue lies in a heap on the floor of our shrine
and the sk
Literature
Chemistry
She’s an explosion.
He’s the catalyst.
Literature
Pyromaniac
I used to dream that I had
candles growing out of my head,
protruding like a cluster
of white horns, eternally lit,
dribbling wax masking my face.
I would wake—sweating, panting—
in the night and tiptoe outside,
clutching a matchbox
as if it were a holy book,
where one by one
I would scorch my fingers black
and whisper your name—
each flame across my skin
accompanied by
your image,
your scent,
your voice
telling me to stop hiding,
please, for the love of God,
stop hiding.
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so i've heard that when you're ready to come out, you can feel it. i think that time is coming, and holyfuckingshit it's scary, but at the same time, i'm already relieved.
i'm probably going to tell my mother tonight. i see my father in a week and i might tell him then, though he's less... liberal? than my mother is. then i'll probably come out to the public.
I AM GENDERQUEER. HEAR ME ROAR.
no, seriously, guys. the poem maybe seems a little too on the masculine side (not to mention that i wrote it at four in the morning so it's slightly shit) but i've been feeling really guyish lately. maybe i should go talk to some cute boy. that always makes me feel more girly.
haha, off to find a cute boy. comments? questions? rants? there's a little white box below this, type out your feelings.
TL;DR i'm genderqueer and i'm planning on coming out soon. also, i'm not proud of my writing skills at the moment. but i'm happyexcitedanxiousblarghh.
oh yeah, and psychosomatic's one of my favorite words. it means "all in your head", i case you're too lazybored to look it up.
i'm probably going to tell my mother tonight. i see my father in a week and i might tell him then, though he's less... liberal? than my mother is. then i'll probably come out to the public.
I AM GENDERQUEER. HEAR ME ROAR.
no, seriously, guys. the poem maybe seems a little too on the masculine side (not to mention that i wrote it at four in the morning so it's slightly shit) but i've been feeling really guyish lately. maybe i should go talk to some cute boy. that always makes me feel more girly.
haha, off to find a cute boy. comments? questions? rants? there's a little white box below this, type out your feelings.
TL;DR i'm genderqueer and i'm planning on coming out soon. also, i'm not proud of my writing skills at the moment. but i'm happyexcitedanxiousblarghh.
oh yeah, and psychosomatic's one of my favorite words. it means "all in your head", i case you're too lazybored to look it up.
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this was beautiful and i hope it all works out with your parents. <3