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Boaz Priestly
Poems
Jan 2022
do i know you?
stranger with my face,
where have you been?
where have you gone?
can’t find the answers
watching myself shave
in the ***** mirror,
where blood that we both
once shared drips into
the sink from a cut
on my chin
do you remember when
you wanted to prove
that i wasn’t your son,
until you had to
pay for it?
because i do,
and laugh every time
i tell that story
like it doesn’t still hurt
as if i don’t look
exactly like you;
and a door closes,
but a window doesn’t open
after all, there are no exits
in this hallway constructed
from grief that slowly
curdles into hate
and i could drink about this,
but what’s the point?
this is a hurt that knows
how to swim
but i’d like to toast anyway,
so here’s three cheers
to absent fathers,
the boy he never wanted to see,
and the man he never gets to know
Written by
Boaz Priestly
27/Transgender Male
(27/Transgender Male)
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