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howlingtothevoid · 2 months

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Complex feelings, hidden delusions

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I wish I was a boy, I wish I was your man

#web weaving #web weave #webweaving #on grief #on love #childhood grief #oc story: pathdog #Pathdog!CreatureBoris #trans grief #transgender poetry #in a sense #it makes sense in context #oc webweave

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grocerystoretrip · 4 months

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on (language around) transfeminine bodies as sites of social-reproductive labor

#coming back with this #i would appreciate some help with the ID/alt text since i'm unsure how to get the color-coding across #but yeah this came about during my re-read of blue period #an attempt at articulating my feelings on gendered language around/ employed by trans ppl in sex(-adjacent) work #wherein gender(ed) embodiment is policed & validated through performance of heteronormative desire as/for labor #re: yuka. ough #writers on tumblr #poets on tumblr #transgender poetry #trans poetry #lgbt #words

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emptyshellofanillusionwizard · 10 months

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I'm working through some feelings around the frustrating process of medically transitioning

Citations are from The Trial and Death of Socrates and The Modern Prince

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boybasher · 1 month

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my poem:

I burn my hair

Cloud up my mind

And break my own heart

Blue eyeshadow and dark eyes

Tight hips with f-cked up childhood stories

Dreams of bunnies with bows

Pretty is my priority

So I trap myself in my room

3 Coats of mascara

I’m only beautiful when I’m untouched

I like the boys with f-cked up teeth

Dirty Smiles

And a taste of whiskey in their breath

Love is annoying

I don’t text back

If you want my words

Come and kiss my mouth

You know where I sleep

Where I dream

God Is Real

Touch me and you’ll see

Electric veins, warm blood

He’s in me and he’s in you

I hate you

And I love you

And I’m losing my f-cking mind!

Convinced myself

You’re one of a kind

I never left town

An hour that way

A black hole we call the Central Valley

My town is small

Cars race by

As I close my eyes

And wish myself into another story

Where I’m queen

And everybody loves me

Where roses are gifted freely

And hugs aren’t scary

Love’s not torture

And a ring doesn’t mean slavery

Bound to god

My mouth belongs to me

I let out a whisper as my heart talks

My legs loosen up

Come over and get to know me

I’m just a girl

Confessing her sin to anyone who’ll listen

Amen

To any man who’ll put up with me

Living life can be so lonely

When you have nothing to hope for

Maybe a lobotomy could fix me

I’m shocked when he sticks around longer than my pack of smokes

I go through these bros, like a Pack of Marlboros

I hope In another lifetime

I look forward to waking up

My body too heavy

Living in my brain, more than I do in my own home

Did you really think you could fix me?

I’m tired of playing mommy, when I’m empty of my own

Be my daddy, you’re older than me

He calls me Heaven

Little does he know

I’m Living Hell

I’m a burden to everybody

My body is lumpy and bruised

From cuts I was too afraid to deepen

He told me to try vertically

They prey on the pretty

Robbing energy

Stealing all of me

Lacking energy

I sell my milk for free

To whoever’s watching

Offering me ecstasy

He’s my Shot of Hennessy

My one before the one

My in-between boyfriends

My husband’s out there

My husband’s out there, right?

They never stay

Why would they

I can’t give you a baby

Only a promising holiday

My heart’s for breaking, not for keeping

My shadow reminds me

Of my mortality

No ones following me

Yet I still run like he wants to murder me

I close my eyes

Hoping this is all a nightmare

I don’t need rest

I don’t need a nap

I need a coma

Chew on me

I’m sweeter than a cigarette

I don’t last as long

I burn at both ends

Complaining to nobody

I’ll turn up the beat

Knock myself out

Regret I ever dreams

I’m my own boyfriend

And to be honest, I would dump me too

Void of a woman

No matter how much pink lipstick I apply

My smile doesn’t change

Happiness is an expensive mistake

I don’t wanna fix him

Who’s gonna fix me?

I’m broke in more ways than one

Beauty is pain

When you’re born this ugly

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wizardonaleash · 6 months

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im transgender i have a penis and vagina i can go into any bathroom i will eat your children i am the president i am your house wife i will poison your dinner i will feed you lasagne it is poisoned. trans rights are human rights i am a human i aM a HUMAN im alive i feel breath under my skin my skin my skin my skin my skin it breathes it is alive i am alive i am transgender

#poetry #incoherent wizard rambles #transgender #transgender poetry

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idealisedaleks · 1 year

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Good morning ma’am, and sir-

Sorry, this is slightly awkward-

Unfortunately, we regret to inform you there is an angry young man living in your house.

Yes, and he has killed your daughter.

No, the other daughter. The eldest.

Yes, that’s right. There is an angry young man living in your house who has taken your eldest daughter’s place.

We’re very sorry.

No, there’s not much we can do.

No ma’am, we don’t know where he came from.

Very sad, we are so sorry for your loss.

I don’t know, can you support him financially?

Lend him the space, should he need it?

Yes well, do your best, that’s all you can do.

Thank you, have a good day ma’am. And you, sir.

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satanfemme · 2 years

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[ID in alt]

Do You Remember That Day, When We Met?, V. V.

#ohohohohhhhhooo how to tag this.....#poetry #original poetry #val art #poets on tumblr #transgender poetry #nonbinary pride #trans pride #trans poetry #transgender poet #trans writing #trans writer #my chemical romance #mcr #mcr reunion #gerard way

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asteriscuspoetry · 2 months

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There's a Family Out There

There’s a family out there with perfect smiles

Every room clean (except one)

With family pictures lining the walls

covering the bruises of secrets untold

There’s a family out there with 4 daughters

4 perfect daughters

One who is so incredibly darling

One who says the wildest of things

One who loves and feels with her entire heart

One who stays in her bedroom far too much for this perfect family

With far too short hair

With not enough dresses or makeup

There’s a family out there who will tell you:

We are happy (between the bouts of anger)

We love each other (ignoring the raised voices)

We have dinner together every night (excluding when father joins halfway) (excluding when she gets home late, he’s on a call, (s)he leaves as soon as (s)he’s done)

There’s a family out there

A family that broke because of one kid

There is a family out there that will be fixed when (s)he leaves

(S)he will stay

Kind of

Always a message away but never the first to text

Eventually they will forget their eldest

He will be happier maybe

Lighter, freer, kinder to himself

Allowing himself to explore all that he is

Or maybe he’ll be worse

Let the grief swallow him whole

Let his childhood hold him close

Give in to the need to destroy

But

There’s a family out there

With perfect smiles

And 4 perfect daughters

Who all love each other perfectly

#poetry #original poem #transgender #transmasc #transgender poetry #feedback appreciated #poem #poems on tumblr

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welcome-to-hell-ya-gucks · 1 month

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My Jacket

I love my jacket

It’s my favorite color

Green

I wear it all the time

It’s warm

It feels like the right embrace from an old friend

I wear it so much it’s like it’s apart of my body

It’s my savior from the cold

It’s my savior from myself

It was my hiding place

A place to be small

A place to be warm

A place to be safe

A place to be happy

A place to be me

#queer poetry #poetry #lgbtq poetry #poem #transgender poetry #lgbtq poem #pride poem #yes this is about a dysphoria hoodie

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shorttrans · 1 month

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I planted some wildflower seeds and then made poetry about being trans out of it.

Poem under the cut so it doesn't take up anyone's screen

I dig at the dirt

Pour in the last seeds

And I stop

Finally it's done

And I'll wait

It's not a garden

I ran through my yard

Pouring flowers into patches of dirt

And it's done

I can't tell you what I put where

Whether the swingset has zinnias

Or the tree has poppies

Or the animal graves have daisies

I dug and I poured until I ran out

My fingers hurt

My legs burn like hell

My hands are covered in dirt and thorn cuts

But in the end

It's done

Surely I didn't plant them right

They might not grow

But I hope I see one happy marigold

If they're all dead by June

That's fine too

I dug and I poured and I watched

I did all I have to do

The sun is shining

The frost is over

Finally it's done

And I'll wait

#trans #transgender #poetry #trans poetry #my poetry #flowers #wildflowers #transgender poetry

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cassemiah · 2 months

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Every time I go to tie my shoe I get a tiny little thrill Because my jeans raise up just a couple of inches to reveal a leg covered in absolutely natural hair

and it's a weird thing to look down and smile at but I remember in the past looking down realizing it was there and needing to cover my legs hide themselves up under my skirt

but now I get to smile rub my hand up and down my leg just the same as i would a cat and I get to know I'm always just me I don't need to be someone else

#trans #transgender #transgender poetry #transgender pride #poetry #spilled poetry #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #poems on tumblr #poets on tumblr #spilled words #spilled emotions #poem #love poem

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grocerystoretrip · 1 year

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so i went to the barber

#& yes there IS an angels in america reference!#also the new tagging interface on tumblr? weird #writers on tumblr #poets on tumblr #transgender poetry #trans poetry #poetry #twc poetry #poeticstories #spilled ink #words #writeblr

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writerofscratch · 1 year

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A poem about friendship, finding yourself and being trans. Wrote it for one of my best friends.

#art #trans #trans poetry #transgender poetry #poetry #queer art

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genfagloser · 8 months

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[image id: comic strip in a sketched, thick-line style. the background is a dark grey-brown. there are five sections.

panel 1: text at the top, in a box, that reads “everyone says to” in lowercase. below this, on the right there is a stylised cat, teeth bared and back arched. it is coloured with the trans flag. on the left is a sketched, minorly-detailed stick figure person. between the two, there is text that reads “never bite the hand that feeds,”

panel 2: text at the top that reads “though there is no mention of the hand that does not.” the words ‘no mention’ are in capital letters. ‘no mention’ and ‘not’ are coloured red for emphasis. the same silhouette of a person is now mid-torso up, with red eyes and an eerie smile.

panel 3: text that reads “they corner us, voices loud and weapons raised, demanding we wave white flags, show our bellies.” there is a white flag waving below the text.

panel 4: text that reads “they turn us into cornered beasts and forget that means we have claws and bared teeth.” the words ‘cornered beasts’ are in capital letters and coloured red for emphasis. the word ‘claws’ is capital, red, and sideways next to a sketch of animal claws. the words ‘bared teeth’ are capital, red, and above + below a sketch of fangs.

panel 5: the background is black, and the text is white. it reads, “never bite the hand that feeds, but maul the one that hurts.” ‘but’ and ‘maul’ are coloured red for emphasis, and ‘maul’ has red paint splatters designed to look like blood.

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#poetry #transgender art #transgender poetry #described

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simonsnow-irl · 4 months

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you are loved: a poem

you are two years old

and you are loved.

i know things are rough,

but you are loved.

your mother cradles you

in her arms

through the forest.

there are thorny vines

weaving around her ankles

but you are loved so you are safe.

your mother is escaping,

taking you with her,

your brother is running alongside her,

his little feet bleeding.

you run

and you run

and you run.

she carries you with her

because you are loved.

little girl, you are safe,

little girl, you will be okay,

little girl, you are loved.

i will say it as many times

as i need to.

you are loved.

you are seven years old

and you are loved

you’re sitting in a field,

other children running around you.

they don’t look at you.

they dont even see you.

they look your way

and you can tell

its not you

their eyes land on

they see the grass

you sit atop of.

they see the

dandelions

crushed beneath your body.

they see your shadow

but not you.

invisible to them

but seen to me.

because you are loved.

you are loved.

you come home

and you are alone,

you make yourself food,

you sit in front of the tv,

you do your homework,

and you sleep.

but you are not alone.

i am here. i hear you.

and i tell you, little girl

you are loved.

i know mommy isnt here

i know you miss your papi

but know that i am here.

your matted hair,

your yellow teeth,

your ill-fitting clothes,

and you are still loved.

i promise little girl

i will always love you.

you are twelve years old

and you are loved

you’ll never be alone

even if they all leave

because you have yourself,

little boy.

as you’ve aged

you understand why

why they dont like you

why they dont want you

why they wont talk to you

to them

you are strange

to me

you are beautiful

youre a butterfly

spreading its wings

for the first time.

youre a baby

taking its first steps.

youre a sapling

slowly blooming

and i will be there

every step of the way

you will get through this.

i love you as much as

the sun loves the earth,

as the waves love the shore,

you are so loved

cant you see?

you are so young

youre becoming so strong

dont let go now.

if you ask why,

i will say you need to be alive

i will say your family needs you

i will say your pets will miss you

i will say you have such a bright future

even if it doesnt feel that way

the biggest reason why is

you are loved.

by your mother

by your father

by your siblings

by me

little boy, dont let go

you are loved.

you are sixteen years old

and you are loved

you feel so broken.

i can feel it.

your life has

changed forever,

and you are not

okay.

and i can tell you now,

it won’t get better.

not for years.

not for a while.

it’ll get worse too.

but, little boy,

when it does,

it’s amazing.

you are so full of love,

and it will shine.

you will be appreciated

and you will be cared for

because it is so easy to love you.

i know this because

you are loved.

not only by me,

but by

the stars,

the whole of time and space,

the universe,

every single planet,

they love you.

soon you’ll see,

and it’ll be wonderful.

it’s okay to fail

and to try again.

try again as much as you need

because you will thrive

fight as much as you can,

but it’s okay to not be able to sometimes.

all you need to do is take care of yourself,

and i’ll be there to guide you.

just a few more steps,

little boy,

and it’ll start to fall into place.

i promise to you

i will be here

because you are loved.

you are eighteen years old

and you are loved

this year,

i’m unsure of what to say.

this year,

life was terrible to you.

and i am so sorry.

but you were so loved this year,

even if you didn’t expect it

or realize it.

oh, little boy,

how wonderful it is.

i told you it would be.

you started a new life

and found and refound friendships

in the ashes of the lost ones.

connections you never thought were possible,

the feeling of belongingness so foreign

but so welcome.

things will only get better.

remember, you are loved

no matter what.

and now you are nineteen years old

and you are still loved.

i know this

because i am you.

and i know i am loved.

i am loved by

the most beautiful girl

i am loved by

my best friends

i am loved by

my family

and, most importantly,

i am loved by me.

when i see myself in the mirror,

i see the little girl in the thorny forest,

i see the little invisible girl with yellow teeth,

i see the little boy with a razor in his hand,

i see the little boy in the midst of a pandemic,

and i see the little boy who had lost everyone he lived for.

i love every version of me,

no matter how miserable,

i have always deserved to feel loved.

and loved i feel.

#poetry #original poem #poem #free form poem #my writing #some themes of suicide #transgender poetry #i know this isnt the best and i kinda deserve to be made fun of lol #oh god life is so difficult sometimes lol #healing moment #i sobbed writing this #i love myself

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amalgamationink · 7 days

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NAPOWRIMO24 #18: Hawkfish

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