The Voice of the Soulless
A Transgender Day of Remembrance Poem. “Am I…alive?”, I ask myself. Sure enough, my heart beats. I even converse with the living. “So, why don’t I feel alive?”, I look…
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Perhaps, I’m Just A City Girl.
When I arrived in Canada, I fell in love with it. The city of Toronto was amazing, practically and ideally futuristic to my island eyes.I met you only shortly after,…