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ten short hymns representing a doomed sense of being
i. look at your hands. you are the weapon, you always have been.
ii. o my swineherd, o my swine. this is boyhood and they will kill you with it. it is not yours to begin with, you have to fight for it. you fight for it to be turned against and you know why. you crave difference.
iii. you are not soft, you are not strong either. have you ever seen a fossil? you are an imprint of what you used to be.
iv. all my wounds say the same thing. they tell me this is not how it should be. all my bandages keep them quiet and insist this is how it is.
v. i died in a flood many years ago.
vi. i am a girl falling asleep on the bus. i am the dying dog recognizing his master.
vii. i hurt my back doing a handstand and felt my teeth ache.
viii boyhood is ugly, i crave it. i crave it revoltingly, i sob into my bedsheets and wish i could tear out my flesh from where it doesn’t belong. i am desperate.
ix. i want to hold my friends. i want to have more friends. i do not want to scare people. i would rather scar myself than scare people.
x. let me be soft, lord. my soul is going to eat me someday. until then, let me be soft.
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I wrote another notes app poem finally
Inspired by a random tiktok I saw but can’t find anymore
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Basil, the girl with all the love in the world.
She was hurting, it was her time. I don't hold it against her, she was just a little girl in a world that could never love her. She lives inside of me, listening, watching, feeling as I feel. She doesn't know about him, how he hurt us, how he doesn't love us. All she knows is what I tell her. She knows her little brother is safe, that Bobby is watching over us, that her family loves her so fucking much.
She doesn't know that we don't have a dad anymore, she doesn't know that her daddy isn't hers anymore. She doesn't know that Juno had to leave us, she doesn't know that Brutus did either. She doesn't know anything bad. All she knows is the good in the world. I keep her safe, safe from the realities of the world she left so long ago. She's my baby girl and I love her with my whole heart, it just wasn't meant to be.
Basil just wasn't meant to be in this world, she was meant to live somewhere she could thrive and stay a baby girl forever, reading books and making friends with anyone she met. She wasn't meant to deal with her dad not loving her, she wasn't meant to deal with the pain of losing everything, she was meant to be a scientist, discovering new things every day. She was meant to learn and grow and love until the end of time.
I don't hold any resentment towards her. She didn't know the pain that I went through, living as her, she just wanted everyone to like her.
And everyone does. She is the sun and the moon, the stars in the sky, the rain and the clouds, and all the love in the world is hers. She never knew resentment, she was made of love.
She was me and I am still her, in a way.
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I’m a boy and I kiss other boys.
I’m a boy and I was not born a boy.
I’m a boy and I use unconventional pronouns.
I’m a boy and I want to live as a boy.
I’m a boy and I want to be free to say that out loud.
I’m a boy and I want to live without fear of being hurt.
Just like the other boys.
My friend is a girl and she likes boys.
My friend is a girl and she was not born a girl.
My friend is a girl and uses she/her.
My friend is a girl and she wants to be called a girl, not a slur.
My friend is a girl and she should be allowed to live as a girl.
My friend is a girl and she shouldn’t be assaulted because she is a girl.
Just like the other girls.
My sibling is nonbinary and they like every gender.
My sibling is nonbinary and they were not born that way.
My sibling is nonbinary and uses whatever pronouns they feel like.
My sibling is nonbinary and wants to be perceived as a person too.
My sibling is nonbinary and should be allowed to choose what they call themselves.
My sibling is nonbinary and shouldn’t be shoved under the rug because their gender identity “doesn’t make sense”.
Just like other people.
WE ARE PEOPLE.
TRANS RIGHTS ARE HUMAN RIGHTS.
#trans rights#poem#i guess#writers on tumblr#poets on tumblr#transgender#transmasc#trans#nonbinary#gnc#gnc positivity#vent#gay#lgbtq+#queer#genderfluid#queer rights#lgbtq rights#gay rights#queer issues#queer community
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happy pride to all queer children of immigrants
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#muertodraws#queer art#queer comic#lgbtq#pride#trans artist#qtpoc#trans art#transgender#transmasc#mlm#if youre a queer child of immigrants you deserve free lifelong therapy#this comic was originally going to be a “i feel like a freak” cuz im trans and people dont know what to do with me#and then it turned into like. oh god this experience is compounded by your complicted relationship to uhh well#being mexican and a child of immigrants#i was originally going to add a quote from a jose marti poem but idk i didnt want this to get too long#i think if i did that i would prolly attract the attention of latine purists and nationalists lmfaooo#i already have people who dont even believe im mexican much less a child of immigrants much less a man#the most common hate i get now is that im a confused white woman gringa who isnt latin american#besides the transphobia im just like. have you ever heard of a diaspora#anyway#hope someone enjoys this
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Your old name is not your king. I rename you 'Everything'.
Inspired by this poem.
#yk the vulture poem#forced masculinization#forcemasc#queer#transgender#transmasc#boy hypno#ftm#transmasculine#lgbtq#poetry#vultures#forcemasc poetry
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Write Dm me and reblog my post if you love trans girls… ❤️❤️
#transgender#trans day of visibility#trans photography#trans parent#trans proud#trans politics#trans percy jackson#trans poc#trans peter parker#trans poem#trans punx#trans rights#transmasc#mtf trans#tran#trans male#trans
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HOW TO(KILL YOURSELF) PERFORM DIVINE FEMININITY-nina andrej
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HOW CAN I BE A GOOD TRAD WIFE?BECOME THAT GIRL A WOMAN WHO PRIORITIZE WELLNESS, PRODUCTIVITY, BEAUTY AND MINDFULNESS 20 WAYS TO LOSE TEN POUNDS!FACIAL HAIR REMOVAL GUIDE BEGINNER FRIENDLY
WAYS TO TAP INTO YOUR DIVINE FEMININE AND YOUR TRUE GODDESS SELF WAYS TO KILL YOURSELF!HOW TO KILL YOURSELF HAVE YOU CONSIDER THAT THE ANSWER LIES IN THE AFTERLIFE?HOW TO KILL YOURSELF KILL HOW TO PERFORM DIVINE FEMININTY HOW TO PERFORM FEMININTY FEMININTY?HOW TO PERFOM
how to perform blasphemous masculinity:
step 1)get a knife
step 2)realize you have your mother's teeth but your father's bite
step 3)patricide
step 4)get a bigger knife
step 5)try to use it
step 6)fail
step 7)try again
step 8)become friends with addicts they are your brothers in arms(not optional)
step 9)become an addict yourself(optional)
step 10)wear the stupidest thing you can find
step 11)don't shave
step 12)shave your head
step 13)find god
step 14)lose god
step 15)get heavy boots.you will never outrun them,you will never outfight but you can always break their fucking noses
step 16)fuck everything that moves
step 17)wear a mask
step 18)wear a fucking condom
step 19)matricide(optional)
step 20)become lightweight
step 21)find salivation in her body
step 22)give away your last dinar
step 23)ask for someone's last cigarette
step 24)always have a lighter on you
step 25)curse your grandfather's existence
step 26)find a new god
step 27)build yourself new saints
step 28)realize your father is all bark and no bite
step 29)kill yourself to build yourself
step 30)get an ax and with your shaky hands kill your father,kill your grandfather,kill your great grandfather,kill your bloodline,for we are not mere men we are writers we are faggots we are great whores we are cunts and bitches we are vultures we do not deal with fiction of fathers we deal with the naked truth we do not deal with honorable masculinity,we are all bite and no bark,
now take the hand that fed you nothing but scraps all your life and bite it off
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TRANS COWBOY COLLAGE CAN I GET A YEEHAW 💥🏳️⚧️💥🏳️⚧️
#atommy art moment#collage#queer collage#trans artist#trans art#queer art#t4t#t4t Art#trans collage#trans cowboy#cowboy#trans poet#trans poetry#transmasc#transfemme#visual poem#mixed media#queer mixed media#queer poetry#lgbtq artist
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other lives and dimensions and finally a love poem…
#spider man: across the spider verse#spider punk#spider noir#hobie brown#noirpunk#siiighhhhh i love them so muchhhhhh#they’re in LOVE love did you know#the love for them may have died just a little bit#but 1. never big in the first place let’s hear it for rarepairs#and 2. couple of us are hangin on like CHAMPIONS#they gotta do the classic spiderman kiss…… sony make it happen#and yes that’s transfem hobie#(.. and that’s transmasc noir sue me but they’re not canon anyway i like exploring dynamics)#but you can ignore that if you want i guesssss and they can be lesbians#caption is the title of a bob hicok poem!! one of my old favorites
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Careful posting poetry, the hot new meme is making fun of trans masc poets like sweatermuppet and the like for literally no reason
If I avoided doing something because people decided it's cringe/problematic when transmascs do it, I would only be able to sit in silence 🩵
#m.#ask box#and for this purpose im gonna post the fido got a sex change poem on it's own#dog metaphor AND transmasc. explode#(<- not directed at u anon ik you mean well <3)
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Burnt Popcorn
I never misgender myself, Unless I’m standing in the kitchen with my mom, Cooking popcorn a bit too long So it sits on my tongue with that bitter-salt-char Only the two of us can stand.
When I was growing up, The kitchen was small enough to call it A confessional booth, small enough, To keep fathers and devils out of it, Small enough, That male intrusion felt like sacrilege.
One of these afternoons, I just know- I’ll come home to it expanded, Rugs pushing neatly into the living room, Cupboards organized by ingredients Instead of color.
I’m not a woman, but part of me Will always be a little girl twisted Up on the floor of the kitchen chewing Mango pits and getting caught underfoot.
Sometimes I see her in the reflection of clean pots and pans, When I’m seasoning cast iron. I make tea and the loose lemongrass in Mom’s cup Forms her daughter’s face.
Did you have prophecies too, Mama? Or Is that something you shed like a Second skin when you started going to that Fundie church for a boy with blue-grey eyes and A haunting grin? I want to know
If the ashes from his cigarette falling Onto your pregnant belly revealed the Spiteful bitch I’d become.
I used to identify as a girl, now, I identify as a witch and a bastard. I call myself things You’re too disgusted to utter out loud.
But sometimes, I miss using your wooden spoons to burn popcorn The way we both like. I’d let you kick me off your counters A thousand times if you’d just call me your son.
Dear Midwestern Daughter, Dear Midwestern Ghost. One of these days I’ll hand you the dread I shouldered like Judas and teach You just how I earned this name.
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Pride Poems Day 28 (oh holy shit we are almost done what the fuck) Theme: Transmasc Blues I have so many people to thank for this one. A thank you to @leafgorge as always, and of course you the reader.
But also a thank you to @mr-beeboo, @reinagony, @gay--gh0st, @transguyasher @totheidiot,
@apollosunshineisdead,
@thecountandtheraven,
@saturnmortis @crowwolf8,
@unstableunicornsofasgard,
and so so so many more I don't really have many words to describe how proud and happy I am to call of you friends, I think this poem is my best attempt at that. oh man that was a lot, poem under cut (god tumblr fucked up the formatting on this post huh)
A Blue Sweater
Tug the blue sweater over your chest It’s too large for you Just like you wanted
You should have been born a boy You shouldn’t be trapped in this body that fights you at every turn You don’t deserve this
Run outside Dance and play Twirl about and collapse on the grass, Breathing heavily, and so so happy
You aren’t a confused little girl anymore Maybe you never were
Love yourself, You needn’t care What they think or what they say
They are just jealous
Maybe I’m just jealous
You are one in a million, A sparkling gem among the endless facades of plain gray slate It’s so odd they haven’t seen it yet
You aren’t a confused little girl in a paisley dress anymore
You never were
Good luck boy, I love you, Just for existing. That’s all you need to do
#poetry#poem#pride#pride month#pride poetry#original poem#transmasc#transgender#trans#this one...#god I was so worried I would fuck it up and you all would hate me#but I do think it came out well
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[Black text on a white background that reads:
my gender is whatever makes me easiest to kill,
my gender is breeding stock, kill all men, can’t you just stay unobtrusive and neutral, the question cut apart in debate chambers, my ragged flesh and bones picked for statistics and arguments by vultures in suits who go home to too-young wives, breathing out my same old screams to useless onlookers sitting in rows, you’re disgusted by my blood on the floor but unwilling to shoot down what’s killing me slowly, what are the magic words i need to say to get you to care that i’m dying,
my gender is polite young woman in a pantsuit long long dead, forward-thinking and modern, isn’t it funny that she lived as a man, she wanted better opportunities, we dug up the body and passed it around the archives and if you look here you’ll see the place where they cut out the most important parts, so sad to see such irreversible damage, so sad she never had children, so sad she was mutilated, but she was such a trailblazer, the first woman to put a bullet in a state senator’s head,
my gender is a bullet in a state senator’s head, shooting down vultures before they break my sibling’s skin, crippled tranny faggot (triple threat) with a score to settle, with a gash down the center of its chest spitting fire through pharmacy phone lines, never fucked someone who wasn’t an enemy of the state, never was your little girl, sticking around till the bitter end and triple dog dare you to come bash me yourself you bloody-beaked coward, come watch me be the monster you all say i am,
my gender is whatever makes me hardest to kill.]
#poetry that i can't post on instagram without mark zuckerberg himself tapping on my window to go WHOA HEY BUDDY#anyway welcome to my blog therapy is not enough i need to burn down the utah state house#poetry#trans poetry#poetblr#disabled poet#disabled poetry#trans poet#trans poets on tumblr#trans rage#stop trans genocide#trans poem#transmasc poet#vent poem#vent poetry
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If God made us in his image i can only imagine how horrifying God is.
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#poems#poems and poetry#poetry#religious trauma#they he#he they#transgender#trans#transmasc#writing#collage#art#queer
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It's not so lonely out there.
#might illustrate this one sometimes#it's not harvest moon yet tho#i know i know#but it's upon us already#(i love harvest)#forced masculinization#forcemasc#queer#transgender#transmasc#transmasculine#boy hypno#ftm#lgbtq#forcemasc poetry#poetry#spilled ink#aesthetic#fall aesthetic#autumn#autumn aesthetic#harvest moon#harvest poetry#harvest#fall poetry#queer poetry#poets on tumblr#poem#original poem
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