Exiled from the mainstream of life in this phallocentric
I would do anything to buy genitals, anything to experience
of a night that satiates the throbbing in my groins,
douse the fire that rages inside me, branding me with a
for there is always the shame, always the fear, always the
of being discovered a eunuch.
Damned from birth this body isn’t me. Trapped in it are a
boy and girl.
Oh, just to be me!
While I dream of pretty dresses, make up and lacy lingerie
I don tough pants and heavy boots, so I can play at being a