I now appear a MINORITY in many ways. I am the SAME PERSON, only my labels have changed. I have much to share with this world about hate, prejudice, and judgment now. When I appeared a GIRL to this world: At one time I was considered Cisgender, Heterosexual, and had White Female… Continue reading How I lost all my Privilege
To my mother: When I was born I became a thorn in your pocket You wanted me to be Anthony I disappointed you You raised me as Antoinette My picture not even in your locket You couldn't protect me, they erased me To my living sister: When I grew up You called me Toni with… Continue reading Poem: You couldn’t protect me, they erased me
Telling me you have an open mind makes you think you are safe and that you will allow yourself to be friends with me. I am a minority: INTERSEX GENDER NONCONFORMING GAY MAN ♥ With a friendly smile, you tell me you have no problem with how I live my life. It made me worry… Continue reading Poem: Your Open Mind
I exist and I am here. I exist and I am here, and I deserve to be alive. I exist and I am here, and my body is intersex and born both male and female. I exist and I am here, and my brain is not neurotypical. I exist and I am here, and no… Continue reading Poem: I exist and I am here….
February 21, 2000, I finally escaped the grip of psychiatric addiction and dependence to over 14 pills a day. This was with the help of new doctor realizing how horribly I had been misdiagnosed. The withdrawal was absolutely horrible and I could have never done it without the help of the twelve step recovery rooms.… Continue reading My Hearing to Legally Change my name is February 21, 2018, and a God-Incidence and here is why:
I have a few friends, like myself, who have horrible PTSD, and who were violated in various ways and also assigned the wrong gender. The cost: their genitals, fertility, not knowing what they would have naturally looked like, losing friends, losing family, losing their jobs; every aspect of their lives touched and sometimes destroyed by… Continue reading PTSD and being an Intersex Survivor during the Holidays
No words need to be said. Yes, it is utterly and horrifically overwhelming at times I rarely get a break And once again Over and over again Shoved off the cliff I am a cliff climber After fifty years I am damn good at it too At least now I know I am not alone… Continue reading Poem: I am a cliff climber
It is impossible for me to please everyone in the intersex and transgender community. I do the best I can to respect everyone. I always say: when you have met ONE intersex person you have met ONE intersex person. Some of us are cis-gender (agree with our birth assignment) and heterosexual, and not… Continue reading Every Human Deserves Self-Determination
t I am the Storm. The Unforgivable. I put this world on its head now. When I decided to no longer remain silent, my blood family turned me into the living dead. As Hurricane Irma approaches I realized once more that life can be short. When I appeared a woman to this world, so sick… Continue reading My Poem: I am the Storm
Here is something that should not go unspoken anymore: The plan for the extinction of us intersex people: If they can't abort us when detected in-utero, when we are born they will make us infertile. If we are a risk of appearing homosexual to this world, they will cut off our parts, and create parts.… Continue reading If this is not eugenics and genocide what is it?
Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 