I am new here. I have been writing poetry for two years since I came out as trans. My poetry is at Branwen Drew – My Poetry. I have had one poem published in print in an anthology, New York’s Best Emerging Poets 2019: An Anthology.
Here is my most recent poem, MISSING.
I missed many things growing up,
Leaving me with many a hang-up.My mother is gone.
Can’t show her the path I am on.No mother-daughter talks.
No shopping trips and walks.I want to talk about fashion with my sister.
She will not; she still grieves for her brother.No senior prom, no slow dance, or first kiss at sixteen.
No chance to be that beautiful prom queen.No corsage pinned on me by a date,
No slow dance with a handsome classmate.Never a bridesmaid and never a bride?
Am I to be denied?Never feel the pains and joys of childbirth,
Never to feel that worth.Never a mother?
Just a father?I see a woman when I look in the mirror;
And sometimes I wonder, “Is it just a veneer?”
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