Outgrown • 2/7/24

You asked me if it was really me
It was
I’ve just grown
And been through shit

I grew right in front of your eyes and you didn’t even notice
Maybe because by the time a plant sprouts
From the disheveled soil after a downpour
The storm has moved on by then

Never noticing that in addition to destruction, it motivated life
- i grew up

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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 Blues

Dedicated

☆ to myself and for all those in a similar place
☆ to all of my trans siblings and especially my Black siblings <3

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