Posted in Poetry


Trying to pick up the pieces of something not broken

Struggling to learn how and what to do

Trying to act confident when life crashes around me

Fighting to hold it together when things get hard

Looking across the room at someone who’s hurting

Knowing they could care less what I think

Wanting to tell them I’m here to support them

Even when life is so difficult when I’m all by myself

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Journal Entry – January 25, 2017 – Hindsight Is 20/20ish

Everyone always says that hindsight is 20/20, but is it really? You can think about all the things you could have done differently, all the things you should have done differently, all the things you would change, but you can never gauge someone else’s reaction.

You think you know a person, but can you ever really know them?

All I can say is that I miss you, all of you…

I want to know if you miss me too, but I would not wish this kind of broken heart on my worst enemy…

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Super Phares

So, I’d like to request one of you more artistic guys to draw a picture for me…

Yesterday morning, I was pulling on my binder, and in my rush, I got stuck in the Superman position: arms over my head like I was getting ready to fly, and my husband had to help me fix it… And I got to thinking, what if Superman were a transguy like me? I’m stuck in the closet at work, too many transphobics; so I spend most days at work in a skirt and being called Ms. [dead name], it can get so frustrating… and when I get home and I can switch into my binder and guy clothes, I feel so free it’s almost like I’m flying…

I imagine my Superman like that… Stuck at the Daily Planet in a pencil skirt, but whenever the day needs saving, he can run into a phone booth, pull on his binder, with some minor difficulties of course, and fly off free to be his true self…

Would someone be willing to draw something like that for me? Maybe three images: before (going to work disguised as a woman), during (struggling to put on binder in phone booth), and after (flying free as Superman)…

Also, are there any transgender superheros? I know there are gay ones, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of a trans one…

~ a Facebook post I made in an FTM group I’m in

Posted in Dreams, Nightmares, and Night Terrors


My dreams have started coming back…

After Snow gave me the dreamcatcher, they stopped, but now…

And I’m not sure it’s a bad thing… Yes, they scare me. Yes, sometimes they trap me. Yes, sometimes they invade my real world… But what about the ones that really mean something? They are intended to bring me a message and how can I chicken out when I may be all that is standing in the gap between life and death for someone else?

I don’t know… after all, I am a nobody… who would listen?