A hole in my heart.
Was it your assumptions,
Why won’t you call me a friend now?
Was it my beard,
my appearing a gay man now?
You said I had lied to you when I appeared a woman.
Why did my becoming an intersex man make me lose my innocence?
I am told it is not about me.
It’s about you!
Then tell me I say!
Because I don’t get this form of cruelty and abandonment.
Once, I had many girlfriends who would talk to me daily as a mom.
I never felt alone like this.
You then learn I was born a hermaphrodite.
Now, nothing, I say,
but lonely broken people coming to my inbox.
Apparently, intersex dads don’t get to have women as friends.
And cisgender heterosexual men don’t talk,
it’s a cultural thing apparently.
The land of the misfit toys.
Come on! Was it because of my penis?
I want to know……
how can I fix this if I do not know?
Is it even mine to fix?
Maybe a trans woman or
a trans man, or
the bearded woman would know.
Here’s the thing, I know I am not alone.
There are many of us!
I even educate your world now.
….and yet I write this alone.
Fix Cultural Dysphoria Please.
By Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez
November, 13th, 2018