Tag: poetry

  • Leasing life

    My body has never been my own
    I am too loud, too much
    Then how come you don’t hear my screams
    I am too big, unattractive
    Then why is my body a distraction
    Why aren’t I safe
    I wear rolls of soft armor puckered with markings and flaws
    I don’t want to be desired. I didn’t ask
    For this body, this gender, this life
    I did everything right
    Or wrong
    Which one is safer?
    I choose that
    My body has never been my own
    We are all just temporary occupants of this world
    We all rent our physical space so am I just subletting mine?

  • Where do I begin?

    A poem

    Where do I begin? How do I start?

    A royal we sounds passive, a cop-out.

    Using you is belittling, accusatory

    Saying I is selfish…even if I am the one speaking?

    How do we know to listen if we’re not included?

    Is it even for you if no one told you?

    Why is it only about me because I am the one speaking?

    This is my experience 

    Take what you will

    We ALL get to decide what’s real