They look in the mirror and it is not right. They strive for perfection, and what’s reflected back doesn’t work for them. They aren’t comfortable being bound by boxes and binaries. They are themselves although that’s an intimidating place to be. They hold their ground and position with a ferocious stubbornness. Proven first, with their… Continue reading Poem: Them | By Sara Kaplan
I tried to tell you I was a boy You even bought me trucks and drums for a toy The boys wouldn't play with me you dressed me in pink The girls wouldn't play with me not as a girl I did think ∇ You called me a "Tomboy" Toni would become my name But… Continue reading Poem: The Invisible Space Boy
Ode to a life A little child was born today, whether it’s a boy or a girl was hard to say. The poor, innocent mother they quickly sedated, While the doctors and nurses stood around and debated. One doctor said “The penis is too small, this will never, never do at all.” Another spoke up… Continue reading A poem from an intersex survivor of genital cosmetic corrective surgery: Ode to a life.
Dear Child, born like me, I saw your blue eyes, yesterday. Your eyes, as deep as the ocean, they touched my soul. I could feel your insecurity, your anxiety, and happiness, to be with a person born like yourself for the first time ever. I think it is in our eyes. People see it in… Continue reading Poem: Dear child, born like me
Here are some examples of the misguidance doctors tell parents of intersex infants, and children, to reinforce that surgery is a must, when it rarely medically necessary: 1 Medical Misguidance: The most common thing I see happening is that doctors are not calling intersex infants, intersex. I am certain that this is in order to… Continue reading INTERSEX Erasure Hurts! Examples of Misguidance from Doctors.
Precious child, that came into my life, To show me that my work is making a difference. Your hugs, your love, a priceless gift. To think, you thank me for showing you are not alone. And yet, you are the one that made me feel that I am not alone. Precious child, that came into my… Continue reading Poem: Precious child, that came into my life