I’m feeling quite transgender as I decide which door through I will go
I prefer the ladies room
It’s clean; it smells so fresh
It’s worth the wait –the line is rather slow
As I walked in I got a strange stare
From a woman at the sink
I knew what she was thinking, and I didn’t even care
See I was born a male; junk and all
My gender identity is that of female, I should have been born that way
The penis that I came with, is so very small
It just so happens I like to wear; baggy jeans, a Yankees ball cap, fresh white kicks and an even whiter tee. Some say I dress like a man; I say I dress like me
I have often been asked: why not just consider yourself a dude
Nobody would know the difference
And you wouldn’t get hassled or hear from people who are rude
I know the difference, I know who I am
I’m a transgender woman; one who dresses like a man
The only thing, I think we can do
So that we can all fly our freak flags
Is to make public bathrooms unisex and available to all
And if you didn’t want to share your bathroom with a freak like me
You’d have to wait and hold it till you get home
So you can take a private pee
Who the hell is Danny Pike and why should you care?
Have a cocktail, mind your own shit and let the world piss-off: that’s what Danny does.
I love this guy!
Magic is the manifestation of dreaming and believing in yourself.
Magic is alive and living well,
work is required.
Start small, dream big –make magic.
The single most definitive action I can take, and greatest commitment I can make, as a man existing on earth; is to kill this body in which I reside. I’m not talking about pussy shit like, “I wanted to die so I took seven Percocet.” I’m talkin’ about fundamental fearlessness that knows zero boundary, understanding there’s no safe passage back into mommy’s arms once the exit bag is zipped and the hammer drops. No fear, expectation of adventure and growth: Absolutely.
Don’t languish in self-doubt, the sea of self-truth is vast, cavernous, deep.
There is a crevasse on the sea floor fit for us all. With effort, a comfortable crack awaits your arrival.
Get your kicks in before ole President Red, Blonde and Blue gets a hard on to pop off a firecracker that ends it all for us all.
Let go and get wet.
Think Heart of Darkness with a fifteen-year-old, Robert Frost lovin’ Captain Willard.
Don’t know Joseph Conrad, Frost or Francis… This book may not be for you.
Winner of the 2017
Elizabeth K. Tillerman Grand Novelist Award
in Young Adult – Contemporary Fiction!
Without a little coaxing on my part –impetuous Destiny would never come.
The city of Portland, Oregon embodies the epitome of liberalism gone awry.
Need a police escort to march down I-5, closing all interstate traffic to automobiles, for the sole purpose of wanting to be heard, come to Portland.
Want free healthcare, food and counseling, allowing you to spend your panhandled riches on dope, come to Portland.
Hell, stick around long enough and Mayor Wheeler is likely to give you a free mini-house!
Come to Portland, where it pays to burden society.
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