How I felt coming out

For nearly a year, perhaps it was longer, I became more and more fixated on transitioning. At that point I had never dared identify as trans in public, never said a word about how I felt. I felt that if I dared to say I wanted to be a woman that the world would laugh……

Los Angeles

The last of my poetry backlog, I may slow down a bit (or not) The Angels look from high above And send the sunlight bright and clear Summer Heat and busy streets And lanes to cross before I sleep Far from conflict, free from care Heartfelt talks, friendly fare Time to heal and charge the……

The way back

We find ourselves we know not where In a forest dark and drear And yet the distant star draws near and pulls us toward the lady fair with even locks of fine gold hair that beckon us to move quite near and smell the lavender that grows in the clearing around her The starlight shines……

The Struggle of Loved Ones

No matter what’s going on with an individual with a problem, it isn’t only that person who’s affected. The people near and dear to them are impacted in all sorts of different ways. Routines disrupted, expectations changes, sometimes the end of a relationship or the grief that comes with the end of a life and……

Buying Appropriate Clothing

There’s an epidemic among many members of the trans community. Among transwomen of a certain age, there’s this pineing for that which we missed: youth, svelteness, and the things that go with that. Some of us try to recapture that with clothing that is a little (or a lot) inappropriate for our age. It’s often……

Autumn

Daylight comes in smaller pieces Frosty mornings harvest time Apple cider from the presses Autumn time Again Around a sunny orchard screams Tiny children running round Gather apples while ye may Summer’s winding down Hayrides Gray clouds gather, wet the weather Musty smells of earth and leaf Brilliant flowers of the maples Make us bowers……

The Light

The glow of her laughter The light of her smile The sound of her after The footsteps pass by She travels the lowlands She travels the plains She travels the highlands To them all the same Do you see her in Springtime In your young lovers eyes? In the passing of Winter and the old……

Philly

Soon I leave on winged flight Pass above the towers high Wondering what I will find At journey’s end Sterile room and one big bed One glass eye to watch me read Blessed sleep to calm my mind Waiting for it Pass the time at tourist ends Eat good food in sidewalk stops Enjoy the……

Forgiveness

It’s a story about me, about my journey and some friends who’ve followed and know me personally will know what this is about. But it isn’t about the person I’m forgiving, and it echos our rabbi’s sermon in some interesting ways. Along my road I decided that I needed to start understanding how I was……

Travelin Trans Blues

I gotta sit down at the piano and work this stuff out…. comments especially welcome as to how to set this sort of thing to music. The hammer slams The anvil rings The backdoor bell goes ring, ring, ring and it’s out on that long road again A dirty old bag slung over my arm……