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What Are you Afraid of?
I’m afraid of stagnation and judgment. Of being defined by one thing that people think they know. Of defining myself with a few words that people will never truly understand. Of being the odd one out. I’m afraid of hurting even more than I already do. I’m afraid of rich lobbyists who think they know… Continue reading
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A realistic full letter to my younger self 18 or less
Dear, my young friend, That’s right. I’m calling you my young friend instead of your birth name because we now have a different one, not officially, but you know. I know you always hated having such a long name anyways it’s why you’d shorten it and shorten it any way you could. At one point,… Continue reading
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Still Figuring Things Out (Gender Edition).
People are people, and people change. This is by far one of the greatest universal truths I have come across. Hi, I’m Ezra, I’m figuring things out gender and sexuality wise right now, and I’m trying to come to terms with a lot of realizations that I only sort of knew before now. Join me… Continue reading
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A short review of Dead Poets Society
I don’t really know where this one went I tried to keep on the rails but lost it somewhere along the lines so apoligies for that. Continue reading
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The hope inspiring heroic hybrid theory
Hybrid, Hope, Hero. Up until about 201?-now those words together would have meant nothing to me. When I was younger sure the idea might have looked neat, but it held no meaning. I’m not quite sure during which show I discovered that I liked the idea, but when I found it I loved it. There… Continue reading
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Update:Disability
Hey Y’all Im finnally on the way for my disability determination. It’s been a stressful road, but I think I might finnally be getting it (I hope). As for my projects I’ve basically had really high anxiety for the past couple of days so nothing’s gotten done however I might be doing a genral sort… Continue reading
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#53 Fall (seasons)
Fall,Autumn The season of falling leaves and cool breezes The season of back-porch talks Where you could still smell the remnants of summer fading And already start feel the chill as winter start to roll in The colors of the world bending and shifting everywhere A time for poetry A time for song A time… Continue reading
About Me
A passionate loving autistic trans man Who loves poetry, and the art of writing, have fun be nice.