TRANS LIVES MATTER

35.

Yes, 35.

Can you believe 35?

Black and Trans, 35 is my life expectancy.

The big 40, a milestone for many, often not for my sisters.

I don’t get to watch those I love to age gracefully, peacefully.

Hell, I don’t get to see myself get old or fully blossom into my wisdom.

35.

Can I see 35 and beyond?

35.

I matter.

Sigh.

Poem #22 of 28