Category: citizen trans* {project}
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My bleeding ribs not from a bra seen as a sin by many, ran away into the sea of Gender I love, risen Forward, bans all other in my ear dominating as Ares a new era
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I have no gender. I am only a shape, a sound, my breath, and then I’m gone. If you remember me, that’s your problem.
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Red, white, and blue. An orange-faced felon. My mother’s favorite mug staring at me with the other water-spotted dishes in the sink that I had avoided too long. My finger pads, and blood, are the same shade as the red on the cup, the red of the flag, and they…
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Hymn for 2025 Oh siren, whose blend was commenced on the day Of women nationwide, how you turn the tide With your one half female, one half fishtail form, You live as hybrid. Your likeness printed on espresso bean bags I slice open with stainless-steal shears and sift My human being through your sieving breaststrokes.…
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There I sat, On throne of decay, In castle of rot. My subjects stood before me, Epizootic gripped their shells, Fear, their hearts. They waited for me to say something, anything, To lessen their fear, Their pain. So I spoke. “I have lived since the seas spindled into waves, Since the first of us learned…
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Consistent with the military mission and longstanding DoD policy, expressing a false “gender identity” divergent from an individual’s sex cannot satisfy the rigorous standards necessary for military service. Beyond the hormonal and surgical medical interventions involved, adoption of a gender identity inconsistent with an individual’s sex conflicts with a soldier’s commitment to an honorable, truthful,…
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You wish to squash our dreaming Dull the shine Shove the butterfly back into the cocoon, chase the chick back in the egg and the Crocus back into the cracked and frozen earth throw white paint on the print of the most beautiful sunrise Drone out freedom songs, joy ditties, love ballads, peace symphonies Tie…
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You call me she They look around confused Looking for her You call me he They look around confused Have they met him before? Will you be mad to know You’ll always assume wrong? Will you feel lied to? Should I be afraid? If masculinity is armor Why do I feel less safe? You wouldn’t…
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Is it so wrong to live as myself? To breathe without regret To love without threat. Why? It is your own shortsightedness that is to blame, That your frame of mind is one of resolve in pursuit of a false righteousness. If empathy is such a stress If it causes you duress, To see a…
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Transition now. Or later. transition while you’re alive and free. thousand born today – cousins: Transition now forever!