Category Archives: transition

Syringe

The needle plunges Helping me thrive In ways hard to explain If you don’t need it Each jab brings me closer To the person I always was But couldn’t uncover Because I didn’t have What was in the syringe ¬©Heather … Continue reading

Posted in HRT, LGBT, poem, Poetry, transgender, transition | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Smoke

Through polarized lenses The smoke is purple and pink And it makes me feel Like I’m floating through the opening scene Of a movie about my gay life While others sense doom in the air They might be right ¬©Heather … Continue reading

Posted in LGBT, poem, Poetry, transgender, transition | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Two years of HRT and the poetry of love

Someone came along and knocked me off my axis a little over two weeks ago, and I fell madly, deeply, insanely, I can’t get shit done, in love, and how fucking lucky am I? How lucky? She writes me poetry. … Continue reading

Posted in coming out, divorce, family, friends, health, HRT, mental health, observations, personal history, Poetry, self-acceptance, transition | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

First Time

Deeply smitten With script unwritten On opening night Stage fright gripped me tight With fear outsized My naked body improvised Searching for my lines Grasping for the signs Encircling my hips And kissing me on the lips Put me at … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry, transition | Tagged , , , , | 2 Comments

Volcano

The volcano of time bottled up Erupts after a waiting epoch Unleashing joyous Beautiful destruction Of renewal

Posted in Poetry, transition | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Zap Zap

The stinging needle zap zap Goes in and out, in and out zap zap Over and over zap zap To help me become zap zap A lady zap zap ow! Without a beard zap zap

Posted in hair removal, Poetry, transition | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Pride

Steeped in ichor Drained from arteries Of slain lesser gods My pride swells Filling me With righteous certitude That my scars Were not in vain

Posted in Poetry, transition | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment