I can’t remember your name
which doesn’t mean I didn’t love you then
it does not negate my mean in those times
I was a falling down human
I was a falling star
the people I hurt
are in this glass now
at the bottom
who will rise to the top
tears are for queers
and straights and angry
and funny in one liners
in so-called undefiners
I can’t remember your name
and one time you seduced
me and ravaged me
I was a fairy a nondescript
until you saved me
like all the bosses of
my body and my soul
I can’t remember your name
like me
like you
that is all
that is all
she says you were born to be loved.
maybe, maybe
I was born to be a slave
maybe, maybe
I can erase
maybe maybe
the time has come
maybe maybe
I am home in this place

how to be a woman

it’s harder than you think

so many inconsistencies

trip the female on her way

where to go

what to be

in the cold light of day

how to handle expertise

how to sound like a woman

it’s simpler than it ought to be

many sins notwithstanding

it causes females to duck and sway

a winner’s grandstanding

when the no fly zone

is tempting

where to check hairdos

in orchestrated  debates

before lying onstage

before coming of age

you have been groped

you have been raped

that’s understood

you have twisted that hanging rope

of every male who has

fucked your sweet hope
you have gritted your teeth

under a duvet of lies

being a woman is easy

with compromise

wear your heart on a sleeve

that leaves an arm fully bared

ready a punch or caress

the grin or the stare

how to be a woman

it’s easier than you think

trust your strength

send the clowns to the corner

make them stare into the brink

mine your worth

write your lyrics

be a woman

be earth