Backstabbing | Mirage • 2/22/24
There’s nothing worse than when someone listens to you, Feigns care, Only to backstab you with all of the pieces Of your heart you gave them, Leaving only shattered shards of Your own delicate heart in the palms of your hand… The edges cutting you… Blood at your feet • I Miss Your Mirage I see it every now and then …in passing… My memory reconstructing/reconfiguring itself Reworking my perception of you Things always look prettier in the waters’ reflection than the view itself The illusion of distance… • Everytime I think of you Everytime memories spawn of you I feel a pang deep within me I cannot stomach the thought of you.
About lttv
letters to the void. is a collection of short poems on trans and queer existence amid abuse, on Black existence, on mad existence, and the writer’s journey out of imposed darkness
To the reader, please note that the traditional format of the lttv poems follow a chronological theme as the reader goes through the ins and outs of the writer’s life and experiences. Some of this formatting may have been altered or posted out of order to adapt to the Substack platform.
While the journey has been rough, I would like to leave you with these words that have encouraged me through it all <3
" come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed " - Lucille Clifton
“Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me.” - Leslie Feinberg from Stone Butch BluesDedicated
☆ to myself and for all those in a similar place
☆ to all of my trans siblings and especially my Black siblings <3