Boxes and boxes Row by Row Stack by Stack Life isn’t Lift, arrange, piece and plunder Tearing all the world asunder Chaos reigns Wheels and gears Move and strain Haul the load Destination Feathers drifting into place Tessellated each one’s face Arranged Quiet solitude at last found Here above cold trodden ground Life continues unabated…… Continue reading Moving On
Venturing Forth
Folks who haven’t been through this probably see trans women from the point where they’ve come out and are full time. They may be polished, or not, but I guaranty that this is not her first time appearing in public “en femme” as it is known, or in “female mode” (as opposed to male mode).…… Continue reading Venturing Forth
And so it began
My new life started from the raw ashes of the old. Others have described depression as swimming in grey goo, and that’s a pretty apt description. For me depression was like superglue, I’d sit down and not be able to move from that spot, my arms would be locked in place and I’d stare at…… Continue reading And so it began
Phoenix
Drip Echo Quiet steps you don’t hear Shadows drift across the floor Empty hallways call you Near the empty cobwebbed door Time Snow drifts build against an old oak Bowed against a cold north gale Moonlit night ice glitters dark and shatters Deep inside The cavern echoes and you hear Thoughts that started long ago…… Continue reading Phoenix
Marching to no man’s land
Starting some ten to fifteen years ago, and it really is to hard to know exactly when at this point in time, I had a growing awareness of being really unsettled about my gender expression. In my young adulthood I always felt a complete fraud as a man, but to some extent I thought that…… Continue reading Marching to no man’s land
Overcome
The molten iron falls in tiny droplets red The evil creature inside it must be fed For its hunger never sates and it’s passion never wanes It’ll run right through you like a midnight train The crystal palace walls rise high and strong They hold it all inside like your sense of wrong You cannot…… Continue reading Overcome
Dancing and Crafts and Coping
I’m a poor role model for coping in some ways. I read the accounts of others and marvel at their audacity, sneaking into their sister’s or mother’s things, even acquiring a secret cache. Yet it wasn’t so much my bent in terms of feeling comfort, so perhaps that’s a major reason I never seriously pursued…… Continue reading Dancing and Crafts and Coping
Teens and Twenties
I shall not spend a great deal of time on my growing up. Much of what I have to share about the journey is that which has happened over the last ten to fifteen years. But there were, perhaps a few details. The boy grew and his feelings about this strange body did not change.…… Continue reading Teens and Twenties
The Fortune of Friends
As people, and in particular people living in a Western materialistic society we measure wealth, status and success so much by what we have and what we own, whether tangible or intangible. We tend to ignore the riches that lay (or are missing) from under our noses, those aspects of life that really can bring…… Continue reading The Fortune of Friends
White
White I leave behind the walls that sing The children’s laughter and memories Or parties past and passions strong Of good times, bad of rights and wrongs In the kitchen counters wait Daily holding dish and plate For daily fair or holiday The memories linger clear as day Through cold steel door the white hall…… Continue reading White
My Gifted Life 