Poems, Self-Determination

Poem: Androgynous

ANDROGYNOUS  A     Anunnaki has no gender. It literally means "Ant Friend" in Ancient Sumerian. N     To say "Non-binary" admits there is a binary.  The binary is a social construct. D     Dream of a world that does not assign us at birth.  Who would you be if you were never… Continue reading Poem: Androgynous

Poems, Self-Determination, Short Messages

Poem: Don’t you see your lie?

As I walk this world I never felt so disappointed  so lonely  I use to think it was me Now I know better Most of the world's cultures built on this silly myth about gender The male and female binary And you say what they  believed  long ago was myth. Don't you see your lie?… Continue reading Poem: Don’t you see your lie?

Human Rights, Poems, Relationships, Self-Determination

Poem: Precious child, that came into my life

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

Intersex Awareness, Intersex Erasure, Poems, Relationships

Poem: IMAGINE being erased

I was in therapy learning that I was a girl. Sugar and spice and everything nice. At the same time, my little brother's emergence into this world was being celebrated. Snips and snails and puppy-dogs' tails IMAGINE YAY! they said.  His penis a glorious thing! He will stand to pee even! He gets to carry… Continue reading Poem: IMAGINE being erased

Intersex Erasure, Poems, Prejudice, Transgender

Poem: My thoughts about your Open Mind

One should not say they have to have an open mind, to be a person, friend... That is jacked up. Here are my thoughts when you say you can be my friend because you have an open mind. The Earth was not flat, just because they thought it was at one time. I exist if… Continue reading Poem: My thoughts about your Open Mind

Intersex Awareness, Poems, Transgender

Poem: My sweet child, you’ll be blessed.

I was not able to be your father until now. They took that from me.   They say that a man can not grow a baby in his womb.   They say that only a woman can do that. They are wrong. My child, you'll be blessed.  ¤ I was not able to be your… Continue reading Poem: My sweet child, you’ll be blessed.

Poems

Poem: Somebody Stepped Inside My Soul

Somebody Stepped Inside My Soul This world robbed me. Somebody else was in control.  ∇ It took a lifetime for me to figure out this trouble.   To unravel a mystery, I was lied to and taught this damn myth.   When you lied to me as a little boy, somebody stepped inside my soul… Continue reading Poem: Somebody Stepped Inside My Soul

Cosmetic Genital Surgery, Cultural Dysphoria, Poems, Self-Determination

Poem: I was never in the wrong body. (With 6 Intersex flags from around the world.)

I was never in the wrong body How dare this world try to tell others they are in the wrong body too. It makes me angry. It makes me sad. I almost believed your lies. For a lifetime you tried to fix me!  . I was born in the right body. Don't try to convince… Continue reading Poem: I was never in the wrong body. (With 6 Intersex flags from around the world.)

Bridge Building, Intersex Activist, Poems

When the Colors of this Rainbow Fight

I am a Gender/Intersex Activist. I entered this world to help you change things. and yet I am excluded, talked badly about, and hurt by your lies. When the Colors of this Rainbow fight, it hurts this world, not just me. I am a Gender/Intersex Activist. I was hurt by this world like you were,… Continue reading When the Colors of this Rainbow Fight

Gender Nonconforming, Intersex Awareness, Poems, Relationships

Poem: Where did you all go? Was it all because of a penis?

The power of changing one's gender is sad, surreal and even amazing.  Suddenly some of my friends no longer wanted to relate to me, talk to me, or even acknowledge that I was in their life anymore.  All, simply because I now appear more male.  This poem is to all those who vanished from my life… Continue reading Poem: Where did you all go? Was it all because of a penis?