He-She-It

He-She-It

A Poem by Glen Thompson

He-She-It, dehumanized to nothing more than a monster defender,
unfortunately transgender,
a mythical, fictional being that preys on the weak
Into bathrooms of women and children, I'll sneak 
(Apparently. This is new information to me.)
I'll walk into any given room, you pick, you choose!
And I'll see the looks of disgust and pity, 
the looks of the fear that I am not a mere ubiquity.

He, just a regularly abnormal boy, 
he's happy and is always filled with joy
at the sight of his flat chest
and the lower, sexual parts that finally match the rest.
He smiles at his siblings and his mother
but No.1 to him is his reflection because he no longer pretends to be another.

She, so tired and worn that she's a sight to scare.
She binds her chest until she can no longer get any air,
and her doctor tells her she's being too rough!
Her mom doesn't understand why being a regular f****t wasn't enough. 
Her mom thinks she just wants the attention,
but her mom isn't the one who lies alone at night and purposely gets detention 
so she won't have to face her family. She's ready for her life to be done 
because she doesn't want to be the sister or the daughter, she wants to be the brother and the motherfucking son!

It, the monster the media wants to see
It, the person who will be refused the job that I was destined to be.
Relationships lost at the lack of a penis,
with the excuse of untimeliness
Relationships won because I'm the "best of both worlds"
because they don't see me as a man, the still see me as a girl.

In conclusion to this drag of a dreadful tale of a transgender poet,
I'd like you to know that I'm so f*****g tired of being He-She-It

© 2017 Glen Thompson


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F**k publicly crying isn't my thing but today.... damn.
This f*****g got me because I get it. Beautifully crafted words. I'm so f*****g tired of being called a girl. So f*****g tired of being seen as neither or both. So f*****g tired of being afraid to express myself with things like lipstick for fear of being labeled as a pretender or a girl or an attention seeker or dramatic. So f*****g tired of my relationships being based on complete half-truths because of my gender identity. F**k that.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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F**k publicly crying isn't my thing but today.... damn.
This f*****g got me because I get it. Beautifully crafted words. I'm so f*****g tired of being called a girl. So f*****g tired of being seen as neither or both. So f*****g tired of being afraid to express myself with things like lipstick for fear of being labeled as a pretender or a girl or an attention seeker or dramatic. So f*****g tired of my relationships being based on complete half-truths because of my gender identity. F**k that.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so powerful, I love it!

Posted 6 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Findlay, OH



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