OurLadyJ

running

today i was talking to an hiv+ tranny sister of mine

who is getting married next week to a woman.

we talked about how we both enjoy men,
but how they are so fucking impossible to deal with

especially when it comes to hiv.
it’s too threating for them.

they run.

i don’t have the patience,
but i really don’t think i’m a lesbian.

i’ve loved women, but i need more than love.

perhaps i am still a man myself.

online dating

i’m on the phone right now w/my girl sandee

she says she’s looking for a man online
and she won’t have no skinny.

she wants someone she can connect with,

says skinny people are mean.

i get it, lady.

not the skinny part, but the matching up with your type.

i was on a site for poz singles,

but it wasn’t just hiv.

it was herps, and hep c and hpv.

i found myself laughing,

there i was matching up my disease with someone else’s.

he’s got herpes… not for me.

she got hep c… not 4 me.

what the f?

this world is so weird.

it’s late… a spell

in sadness, a thousand thoughts come to our fantastic minds

ourselves, as highways

my suit hangs, for days i’ve studied it.

the last piece of men’s clothing i own

reluctant to throw it away.

a funeral could come.

sleep was necessary 2nite, so i took a pill

and then i resisted the pill, not finished working.

then the pill turned into a trip.

a very strange trip involving my earth things,

i ended up casting a spell, under a spell myself.

i charged a few crystals and cleansed everything around me.

protection, openness, love and beauty.

we’ve got a problem

after 1 year of hormonal therapy,

my hormones are now that of an adult woman.

it was fast-forward puberty.

and now, i am experiencing heat.

in a really bad way.

AAAAAAAHAHHAAHHAHAHAAAAH!

one of god’s beauties