I type it over and over again
I am a male. I am a man. I am...
who am I kidding? I can try all I want. but I can't send it.
I change my sentence to "I am a boy"
it feels right
this hair too silky soft to ever be a family man,
these cheeks too freckled with boyhood to ever be adult and miserable
eyes too big and shiny, like a doe of a boy stood amongst men of war
womanhood doesn't fit either...I have experienced girlhood but never quite fit into that too.
so...I change the sentence. I am a boy
maybe it's all I'll ever be in this broken, crooked body
my chest is too soft to be a man
my womb is too cold to be a woman
I'm just Bug.
