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Nov 2020
i have ugly hands
chewed cuticles, bitten
down nails and blunted fingertips

still, she says that i do not
tells me that my hands are beautiful
the hands of an
artist/writer/painter

the hands of a lover

but until these broken and
scarred hands of mine
have explored every dip
and contour of her body

how can i be sure?
Boaz Priestly
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Boaz Priestly  27/Transgender Male
(27/Transgender Male)   
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