Another Poem by Protyus A. Gendher Another PoemMicrosoft word, we meet againOld friendTime to let my pain out againIt’s spilling out, can’t hold it inSo, I leak upon the screen againEvery time a poem endsThere’s something mendedDefendedUpendedSuspending the angstSupported by the fangs ofMy pastThat outlasts meFingered fury…

Control by Protyus A. Gendher ControlBirth ControlLife ControlOpportunity ControlSelf-ControlI’m tired of being told that people with uteruses can’t be bold,That people with ovaries should behold, their offspring,As the most important thing,They’ve ever done or will ever do,And people perform it like it’s true.If born with a uterus, then society says,

Crisis by Protyus A. Gendher Let’s take a look at the DSMThe Diagnostic Manual of human experienceMental health is an ongoing experimentNormal defined in your distance from itNeurotypical misalignmentIs the commonality that binds usThe thing about mental healthIs that it makes us require helpFor some of us only once in a while…

Body Systems by Protyus A. Gendher Body SystemsI’m a human, and that meansThat I am a living thingA living thing that eats and growsStretching my head farther from my toesI have a body, and it has lots of partsIt’s hard to choose quite where to startMy skeletal system is made up of bones…

Daddy by Protyus A. Gendher Some people only grace our lives for a momentPresent for a second, then off they go againI was 8 years old when I met my dadMy family finally looking like the ones other kids hadI thought when he married Mom, we’d keep him foreverNot knowing our lives can change like the weather…

Anxiety by Protyus A. Gendher I never want to be what stresses you outFills you up with anxiety and doubtThat thing in your day that you worry aboutThe voice in your head that won’t stop shoutingDon’t let it be me, that you second thinkTossing, turning, losing sleepHovering always at the brinkWherein tortured consciousness you shrink…

Back When I Was A TERF by Protyus A. Gendher Back when I was a TERFI had confused my genitals with my worthI had internalized the rulesMaintaining the foolishnessPerforming emptinessWhat a messTo participate in cis binariesAnd no amount of finery Could make the façadeOf gender relationsAny more real than the inflation…

Culture Shock by Protyus A. Gendher If we could just break through the culture shockWe could stand to learn an awful lotFrom a big brass bed, to a humble cotBecause the world's much bigger than we ever thoughtIf we could set our fragile egos asideThinking our ways are the only that are rightIf we could stop seeing difference as a fight…

Oppressive Love by Protyus A. Gendher I’ve said “I love you” so many times,Placed it in poetry and rhymeEndless repetitionRestrained cognitionA mindless refrain Repeated day after dayTo others before Like performing a chore Expressed jubilation Became phrase of obligationYears after the memory passedOf happiness that didn’t lastAnd now I look into your soul…

Disposable by Protyus A. Gendher “Family,” Here we go againAnother group of others welcome me inThey say how much they love meAnd say things that make me feel worthyAnd the sweeter words they talkThe more it’s going to hurt meI’m sure that they mean that they like me for nowI’m sure they just don’t understand how…

Computer by Protyus A. Gendher This goddamn piece of shitWhat the fuck is its problem this timeToo bad I can do my jobSo, I guess I'll just sit here and rhymeEvery day the headset findsAnother way to fuck offIt's so useless, if it was a personIt'd probably be a copToday I can't even log in enough…

Comfort by Protyus A. Gendher I think that there are two kinds of comfortable, and people just get them confused.The first a dread comfort of love overused,Of significants otheredNeglected and smotheredNo longer responding Or sensing through longingTo tingle, to touch,Like you’ve just gone numbTo the presence of someoneWho used to be real fun…

Faery Tale by Protyus A. Gendher Faery Tale: A Children’s Story About SurrogacyOnce upon a time there were two men who loved each other very much, possibly more than any two men or women had ever loved before. They loved one another so much they decided to get married, and commit their whole lives to one another. They loved so much in fact, that their love flowed over, and there simply wasn’t enough room in their two hearts to contain the love of their family.

"Drag Therapy" by Protyus A. Gendher explores the journey of self-acceptance and empowerment through drag performance. It addresses confronting personal trauma, societal expectations, and reclaiming identity. The work emphasizes the liberation found in vulnerability, expressing emotions, and the transformative power of art in confronting and celebrating one's true self.

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Protyus A. Gendher's poem "My Gender" explores the complexities of gender identity through vivid imagery and personal experiences. It reflects on themes of personal struggle, societal expectations, and emotional growth. Gendher illustrates gender as a multifaceted journey filled with chaos, joy, trauma, and resilience, emphasizing self-acceptance and individuality.

Don't Call Me "Miss" by Protyus A. Gendher Don’t call me “Miss;” That’s not my name I deserve respect, and I’ve shown you the sameI do the job of perhaps two or threeSo I feel I deserve a smidge of dignityIn the place I spend the bulk of my timeWhere I shouldn’t need a place to hide…

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Protyus A. Gendher's poem "My Gender" explores the complexities of gender identity through vivid imagery and personal experiences. It reflects on themes of personal struggle, societal expectations, and emotional growth. Gendher illustrates gender as a multifaceted journey filled with chaos, joy, trauma, and resilience, emphasizing self-acceptance and individuality.

Can He See Me? by Protyus A. Gendher Can He See Me?Can he see me as I walk through this house alone?Seeming for all the world like nobody’s homeJust me and a phantom memoryCurious panopticon of falling-in-love’s discoveryCan he see me even though he’s gone Away from the planet like smoke from a bong Ephemeral essence still drifting away…

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"Worry" by Protyus A. Gendher addresses feelings of anxiety and self-doubt while emphasizing self-acceptance. The song reassures listeners that imperfection is acceptable and promotes grounding practices for emotional regulation. Its relatable lyrics foster a sense of community, reminding us that we are all worthy and not alone in our struggles.

Before I Knew I Was Trans by Protyus A. Gendher Before I Knew I Was TransBefore I knew I was trans I sucked at being a girlI sucked at learning all of the prescribed rules I was force-fed in this world.I sucked at keeping my knees together wearing the skirt that they choseI sucked at finding an identity to fit, in piles of hand-me-down clothes…

"Worry" by Protyus A. Gendher serves as a grounding emotional anchor, addressing the universal experience of anxiety. It reframes negative thoughts, emphasizing self-compassion and acceptance of imperfection. Musically simple yet profound, the track encourages listeners to breathe and find solace in their feelings, promoting a journey towards resilience.

Witch by Protyus A. Gendher I was seeking an identityCraving some autonomyNeeded something to believeThat wouldn’t write a tragedyOn the birth lotteryLacking somethingBetween my kneesWitchI needed to find a powerful place within meSo, I could begin meA spell was endingNo more defendingOnly upendingMy logic bendingWitchSpecial rules that fueled my soul…