Lies

Every email I ever wrote
Came back in a box
Printed out
To give me back
Everything I’d said in earnest truth
As proof of my lies

It took me years to learn
I never lied to her
But to myself
And someday I hope
I’ll stop doing that

©Heather Coldstream

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About cistotrans

A Seattle-area trans woman seeking a happy spot to stay at along the path of transition.
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