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certifiedgrrrlkisser
1 year ago
Having a Great Time Being Transgender in America Lately BY JACKIE SABBAGH It is day infinity of everyone wanting me dead. People are having fun bringing lemon squares and automatic artillery to the anti-trans community meetings. Divorced legislators harangue about pedophile cults and surgeried infants and what ever happened to forever ago. I am more beautiful than you and I would like to be loved. I am getting concerned about the monomaniacs who make their entire lives about deadnaming and transvestigations: obviously it’s working but aren’t you exhausted, don’t you remember when someone loved you without knowing what you were? I am eating shortbread on a patio table overlooking the enormous green ocean. Somewhere an octopus is being eaten by an octopus and not panicking. Black dress to the floor, red acrylic nails, silver teardrop earrings, waterproof mascara. I am excited to do this for the rest of my life and be terrified. I hear a noise behind me and I don’t turn around.

Jackie Sabbagh, “Having a Great Time Being Transgender in America Lately”

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mushrooms010
1 year ago

I am not your daughter

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

There are so many times

I want you to see

How I am not

The person you think

But every time I open my mouth

You close off your heart

And now I’m always

In the wrong.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

I will explain this to you

Till my face turns blue

And the stars go out tonight.

Give me a chance

To let you know

This is how I am.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out.

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

I won’t pick a side

For your own comfort

And let myself fade away.

I will learn

The language you speak

And I will preach this back to you.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out.

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

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mushrooms010
1 year ago

I am not your daughter

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

There are so many times

I want you to see

How I am not

The person you think

But every time I open my mouth

You close off your heart

And now I’m always

In the wrong.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

I will explain this to you

Till my face turns blue

And the stars go out tonight.

Give me a chance

To let you know

This is how I am.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out.

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

I won’t pick a side

For your own comfort

And let myself fade away.

I will learn

The language you speak

And I will preach this back to you.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out.

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

Tags :
words words words original poem poem poets on tumblr angst poetry og poem poetry short poem trans 🏳️‍⚧️ transneutral lgbt lgbtqia poetry
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