Poem, the cis-tem

PSA to the devil

Dear cis people,
particularly cis allies*
1. You give birth to babies, not boys or girls.
2. Vaginas birth babies, not women.

Dear cis people,
particularly cis allies*
Allies*: I will accept my child if they are trans
Same allies*: I’m having a girl/boy!
Cis allies will give their trans children trauma
and “accept” them later
rather than saving their children from trauma

Dear cis people,
particularly cis allies*
You are married to the cistem.
You are married to oppressing.

Dear cis people,
particularly cis allies*
You are the devil.


*allies, until they fuck up (which they will). Allyship does not exist. It is a myth we are married to.

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Photography, Poem

 

Healing.
for those whose body did not for 26 hours rest
even with a sleeping pill.

Healing
for those whose lack of sleep body
a poem
a photo
at golden hour
did make.

Healing,
in the form of twisting contorting dancing smoke
but life, dissipates.

Healing.
by other ways
in any way
by any way necessary.

My healing dances and poses, emotional contemporary dance piece.
My healing dances a new dance as we lit anew.
My dancers, my healers, my saviours

 

— incense

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