LGBTQIA+
My Transgender Agenda (a poem)
In light of recent events, I thought I’d come clean and share… My Trans Agenda.
Can this end, please? (article)
Core (a poem)
i am the words i speak, i’m the things i do, i’m not how i look, or the things i accrue. you try to define me with the simplest of words but i’m far beyond that, though you think it absurd.
Dry (a poem)
It’s winter again, it’s snowing outside, and my soul is as dry as my hands. A frozen wasteland, no less of a desert. My heart is parched like the sands.
They/Them (article)
I hope you will join me in this act of solidarity as I stand up for those who are being forced to assimilate with a societal construct that does not fit them or reflect their lived experience.
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Another… (an anaphoric poem)
Another family dinner.
Another empty room.
Another grieving parent.
Another lost too soon.
Fear (an anaphoric poem)
Fear makes people see things,
exactly how they thought.
Through biased eyes, accepting lies,
their heart should have fought.
Fear makes people see things.
How You Made Me Feel (a poem)
Constantly,
you made me question myself.
Relentlessly,
you told me I was not enough.
“I remember” (a poem)
TW: Suicide
I feel my chest heave as I walk through the kitchen.
Heavy breath, warm and wet.
My pace deliberate, pronounced.
Cold steel grazes my neck, awakening memories.










