"You're So Brave"
a poem on transness (first published in Impossible Archetype)

i know
i read
brandon teena’s
wiki page more times
than there are hairs
standing up on my body
when i am allowed
to exist in public and
i am
very well-acquainted
with the kind of
five-act tragedy
you expect my life to be
the tragedy
smiles at me
when it runs
into me at the grocery
store it says
maybe we should
get together have coffee i
would rather not
so i shuffle away
quickly in case
you are watching
because
you are
not allowed
to know
my heart rate not
allowed to know my
pulse my vitals
about the flesh
under my belt buckle
you are
not allowed
to imagine what my wings
look like my horns fangs
to understand why i call myself
‘beast’ ‘beauty’
not allowed
to break me because
i will not make me
body an idol of yours
of what you think
bodies should look like
i will
not accept being brave not
because it is a lie but
because it is not what you believe
because you see me as one of the
‘good ones’ because i let you
know only what i want you to this tragedy
is played behind closed curtains i
am not
yellow-bellied and blue
like you think not pink
and needing a shell
like you think not gray
and shriveling
like you think i am
what is never going to
sound right coming
from you
i am
so brave



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