#non-binary poetry

[poeaxtry]

Still looking for binary and Jon binary trans masc identifying people to make a poetry compilation with me

I want to create a book highlight not only our struggles but the joy we have through life, gender euphoria, trans love, and such

[gor3sigil]

From girl to something else (it’s a secret) - Part 1

My relationship to my gender is complicated. Femininity was forced onto me, from a very young age, in a lot of different ways.

As I grew up, I found myself indulging in some aspects of it. I remember, as a teenage girl with a large chest, wearing tops that showed my cleavage and sitting in the front row in class to throw off a teacher, or boys my age. We laughed about it with my girl friends, to us it was a game, the rules of it being taught to us by medias like movies and shows and songs, and, for me, by my own family too.

The first memory I have of being catcalled was when I was with my mother and we were looking at pastries from a bakery close to our home. A man, a construction worker in his late-twenties/early-thirties I’d say, looked at my legs. I was wearing shorts as the weather was getting warm. He looked at his colleague and back at me, and said “Nice legs !” and whistled. It was a first for me, I was 12 or 13, and I looked at my mom for guidance on how to act. She laughed and told me as we walked away “wow, already making heads turn ! It’s nice, isn’t it ?”

Nice wasn’t the word I was going for, but I didn’t tell her that, because her excitement was contagious and it soon became something I gloated about.

Also any person who’s been read as a teenage girl would tell you that much: being between 12 to 16 years old out in the world is a nightmare. And I wasn’t a particularly pretty girl. I was average at best, tomboyish, never wore make up. But when I started to go to highschool in a big city, my God, I don’t know how I managed to not kill a man. I couldn’t take the train, I couldn’t hang out in the streets, I couldn’t be at the library without some fucker in his twenties at least trying to get my number, saying something about my body, asking me invasive questions. Even my big brother’s friends grew interested in me.

But, at the same time, I got relentlessly bullied for being ugly, socially awkward, not fashionable in the slightest, and just overall weird. I hated my body more than anything, starved it, cut it, cried in the fitting room when I saw how the trendy shoulder cut-out dresses didn’t fit my wide and bulky shoulders. That no matter how little I ate, you couldn’t plane bones.

Going forward a few years, I first heard the word “transgender” when I was 17. I looked up what it meant, for my at-the-time girlfriend who wanted to transition into a woman. Then, out of curiosity, I googled “transition female to male”. Now, we were in 2015. The examples of “FTM” transitions were so scarce, and I could only find binary trans men who were very gender comforming. It wasn’t a revelation, I didn’t quite see myself in these men. But just knowing that it was a possibility, that people could change so drastically, opened a door that never closed for me, even in moments of doubts.

At first, I asked myself dozens of time if transitioning wasn’t just a way for me to escape my (failed) girlhood. I didn’t have the teenage years of the girls I saw on TV or read in my books: I didn’t have any intense love story, just a groomer who made me cling to him for 3 years before I woke up one day with my own father wanting to ship me to him to get rid of me and I had to get the fuck out to keep myself to myself. I didn’t party, I didn’t have an exciting life. My world, my everything, my true form, was online, hopping from one pseudo to another, from forums to forums, trembling on my chair from all the energy I had to live a life that wasn’t mine and never would be. Did I want to transition into someone else completely ? Or was I really trans and that’s it ?

[srisrisriddd]

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[4ngelmutt]

[aesonas]

λουλούδια τον Νοέμβρη

[jansen-dean]

I am super excited to announce that on March 21st, I will be releasing my first book of poetry & prose! It will be available on Amazon. This has been a long time coming. As many of you know, I am a musician, and long before a song becomes a song, it starts out as a poem. In 2021, I started to take writing poetry seriously and pondered the idea of releasing a book. It's all coming to fruition.

This book covers themes of love, lust, addiction, mental health, suicide, abuse, complex and toxic family dynamics, and relationships of all kinds.

It also dives deep into obsessive thought patterns, self-acceptance, and self exploration as a queer non-binary person in the southern part of the United States.

Some of these poems are written from personal experience, others are merely fictional or inspired by the people around me and strangers as well. Music, art, and film also inspired me. There will be some cute lighthearted poems in there, too.

I hope everyone finds a little piece of validation and joy in this book.

This is the sample copy I received in the mail today. It's all so surreal. I also want to give a big thank you to my partner, Daryne, for helping make this happen. I appreciate you and love you more than you'll ever know.

[imsorryimsad25]

i am grateful for people who understand gender and love in the way that i do because it makes me feel a lot more together and whole when i don’t feel like i’m insane.

i am also grateful for those who see how i think about these things and don’t question it.

they don’t think the same way i do but they wholeheartedly agree and believe me

[ecos-poetry]

I think the rise in nonbinary is cool.

They don't "feel like women" or "feel like a man" because they don't have those genders, they're clearly not a women.

It's honestly really cool.

[orgasming-caterpillar]

On being trans, Madhav Solera

7th of June 2024

[mouse-doubleo100]

here, have a silly poem about rats and gender that i wrote at one o’clock in the morning, and that may or may not make any sense:

my gender is like a rat

i don’t know anything about him

i don’t know where she comes from, or where she lives

but when i see him, i try to grab them, to figure out what her deal is

i never catch him.

sometimes the rat bites

i don’t know why they do it

one moment i’ll be cleaning up, and the next i’m bleeding

and yet, even then, i can’t catch the rat

so i’m left standing there, alone

the bites hurt.

maybe i’ve been going about this all wrong

maybe i don’t need to catch her

maybe i need to stop trying to fight them, and accept him as a friend instead

maybe then she’ll stop biting me

maybe.

my gender is like a rat

i like rats, even when they bite

i wish they wouldn’t, though

[pharmerwrites]

When the mouse peaks awake

do you look?

Do you see the words written on my wall

Thoughts leaked before the sun could settle

are you afraid to be blinded by the sun

I think one more time we could have fun

[a-loveless-poet]

Sorry for acting insane.

You made me feel a way about myself I have never felt before.

And I was scared

Because I liked it.

@a-loveless-poet

[ohwhataniight]

"In The Epistemology of the Closet, Sedgwick writes: "the fact that silence is rendered as pointed and performative as speech, in relations around the closet, depends on and highlights more broadly the fact that ignorance is as potent and as multiple a thing there as is knowledge" (Sedgwick 4). She describes the very state of "closetedness" as "a performance initiated as such by the speech act of silence [...]" (Sedgwick 3). Our silence had never been hollow, an absence of words: instead, it was theatrical, conciliatory, convincing in what it disguised, affirming of people's assumptions, loud and provocative, a word play. Our existence was subtextual, we found shelter in the crevices of interpretation, we blossomed in the fields of others' guesswork."

© Sam L. Greene

[sodapoems]

A poem I wrote this morning about being agender.

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In a world of pink and blue,

I am something entirely new.

I am proudly green,

And I'm not scared to be seen.

Some people call me pink,

But I don't care what they think.

When people call me green,

I fully feel seen.

My body does not define me,

I chose who I want to be.

I'm not pink or blue,

I'm green and that's true.

[arielthedaydreamer]

I know it's fun to ditch on men but honestly being a man feels nice.

Being a girl sounded like the fast pace of a high pitched violin solo, it tasted like a once delicious pizza completely ruined by too much salt. It felt like the bubbling anxiety of introducing yourself to a new group of people.

But being a man sounds like the low chords of an acoustic guitar, looks like the rain soaked tree leaves against the dark earth. Being a man to me feels like the cloudy skies touching the pale blue sea. It is the dark shadow of mountains against the gray horizon.

Don't ask me what any of that means, I'm telling you how it *feels*.

Fellow trans people, what does being your gender feels like to you?

[psychedelicflowerdelusion]

my friend trying to soothe me as I cry about the they/them we both have a crush on:

me (weeping) : I don't even think that they're that cute

her (patting my back) : they're, they're

(i think this is peak humour, make of that what you will)