My Transphobia
In laying claim to the word woman
which I define as a history of
not quite human status,
vulnerability to enforced child bearing,
due to involuntary, biological subjugation.
Gender is a non thing,
a societal construct to confine.
Sex is biology.
You can’t change sex.
You cannot be born in the wrong body.
Sexuality is individual, deeply personal
Connection through the senses to an other.
I am termed transphobic
By humans who seem to consider themselves superior to or maybe just despise nature
yet bow and give obeisance to human experimentation.
Humans who refute, dismiss, ignore and try to negate All That IS.
Trans is a prefix to describe an age old human trait
with a new but still ultimately oppressive jacket.
Phobia is an irrational fear.
I fear
mens’ seeming in-access to emotions other than rage
the violence implicit in that mono emotionality
the state, the weight of historical power, it’s implicit violence
that can at any moment be brought to bear on any of us, at any moment
More likely to turn on those with
darker skin,
differing beliefs,
strident volubility,
the female sex.
If one ignores the ‘news’ and history, maybe, those fears are irrational.
Do I fear
the petulant privileged
those too cowardly to accept, embrace and struggle with
the restrictions imposed by despotic nature
those too lazy to battle for a change which truly frees and liberates all
those who see the scalpel and a lifetime of chemicals
as their salvation?
Is it irrational to fear
continual threats of sexual violence?
loss of safe space?
loss of the right to define what feels safe?
being silenced,
being refused the right to discuss or question?
those who see disagreeing as an invitation to punitive, physical attack?
How a body is constructed,
what it has, why it's called what it's called, how it is wished to be termed
are honestly, of little, if any importance to me.
I believe and validate each persons’ right to all of their feelings
even a desire to hurt me – so long the desire remains unexpressed.
Others feelings are neither my experience, reality nor (in general) interest or concern.
However I refuse to allow someone else’s feelings to be deemed of more importance than mine.
A differing version of reality attempts to invalidate my experience of reality.
There is no such thing as girl dick, female penis or trans lesbians.
Of course everyone can and should have space safe.
Why would it have to be in mine, with me?
If you being in my space makes it unsafe for me
is that because I am a bigot, phobic?
Trans say yes, I say No!
It’s unsafe everywhere
reality is negated and denied with violence,
basic untruths are demanded to validate an identity
I am un-named, denigrated, threatened, demanded and taken from and of.
My battle for liberation is hindered
my language is hijacked,
victim status is claimed by the petulant privileged
young women and children are lied to, mutilated
have experimentation forced upon them
medicalization is sold as salvation
I am silenced and cast as enemy.
I can only pity the desire and demand for inclusion
in a space defined by nature, that biology determines who may enter
There is no assignment.
Only trans change activism and it
Prevents the wombed ones from gathering together in the public sphere,
Makes the truth a hate crime
Advocates (sexual) violence
operates torture, slash and burn
Elevates oppression and misogyny,
Captures, distorts, decimates female psychology.
Those women worth having, will peak and return to the struggle.
Anonymous
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