I write the wrong poem and it scores well

every season I compete with it. a few seasons in I write the one I finally mean on a subject previously too scared to touch Ironically about a time I was too scared to touch (and in both cases I didn’t speak up until) I touch stage, kill the poem the audience exactly the rightContinue reading “I write the wrong poem and it scores well”

I am not the handcuffs on my bed post,

nor what you assume they say about me. I am the steady voice that asks them to be used. not just IN control I am control even when I consensually give it away. I am a sovereign entity, allocating all this power exactly as I see fit, boundless even when bound I am safe. IContinue reading “I am not the handcuffs on my bed post,”

I.        In my family it is an heirloom to stand in doorways with men and watch their going

to freeze in gridlock and wonder, “Should I revolt against this? Should I play this game of tug of warring elements? Is that form of protest worth the tsunami?” I am the one in the family who usually decides it is. As I watch my tight rope walker fall or jump or dive from theContinue reading “I.        In my family it is an heirloom to stand in doorways with men and watch their going”

“You know you can’t be walking around looking all cute like that, getting me all worked up like this.”

As it turns out, I can. As it turns out, your being turned on is not an excuse to turn off your brain. This honestly sounds like a personal problem. This is something I don’t have to don’t want to and am not going to help you with ‘cause this is what I damn wellContinue reading ““You know you can’t be walking around looking all cute like that, getting me all worked up like this.””

Perhaps you fell in love with the idea of me.

It was my hair, wasn’t it? it accented your t-shirt at the time or your eye color, or your endless insecurities. you forgot entirely that i am a person entirely- not just a big smile, an aesthetic, some kind of misplaced manic pixie dream girl let loose in the wild for you to discover andContinue reading “Perhaps you fell in love with the idea of me.”

They start you off early

7th grade they say, ‘No shorts above your fingertips’ they say, ‘Tank tops: 2 finger width.’ They teach you that your thighs and your shoulders are provocative spaces. They teach you it is your job to make sure others are not intrigued by them. the mentality carries. You overhear conversations about assault beginning with, “Well,Continue reading “They start you off early”

Asked about the greatest fear they have with online dating,

cis-men most often answer that their partner might be fat. Asked about the greatest fear we have with online dating, trans people, non-binary folk, and cis-women most often answer that we might be murdered. It appears that a cis-mans’ greatest fear is someone not living up to their expectations while our greatest fear is notContinue reading “Asked about the greatest fear they have with online dating,”

Are you bored?

Do you wish you looked more like how you do in your dreams or how you did in your childhood visions of your full-grown self? Do you need someone to hear your thoughts and smile at them from time to time so that you know you’re a real boy? Boy, do I have something forContinue reading “Are you bored?”

Congratulations!

You’ve won a some expenses paid trip to the land of adulthood- lifetime supply of responsibility, reflection and potential redemption included. peace of mind sold separately. sense of purpose and self sold separately. patience sold separately. most everything sold separately. some assembly required. (or a lot of assembly required) level of assembly required dependent onContinue reading “Congratulations!”