It was the one space we were
working to make safe,
and you thought it
wise to openly discuss
the way we exist...
our rights...
our competence...
but who gave you
permission
to give opinions on
something you
know nothing about?
Our experiences
have been turned into
a laughingstock, a debate...
and you sit cooly and say
"we can work through
the differences!".
You lit a match.
My brain is on fire.
My heart holds embers
that give me purpose again.
I'm not going to defend
how I live.
I'm done giving time to
those who wish us dead.
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Lots of confusion and shame and sadness this week. Another state banned gender-affirming care for trans youth and things have been heavy on my mind on top of having to deal with some not okay conversations IRL.
