Trans Poet Rearranges Alphabet to Better Describe the Trans Experience
You've gotta give it to the LGBTUVWXYZ3.14ËÑ$ crowd. They sure are a creative lot. I can't think of any other group who can pull a daily list of new gender rules from their rectal cavities. For further proof of their creative ways, just take a look at this trans poet. "She's" got a new take on the alphabet:
Trans poet Jos Charles "rearranges the alphabet to survive its ferocity against her body.
Take a second to marvel at that. The alphabet being ferocious against someone's physical body. More on that later.
Charles has reworked the structure of language to capture the trans experience, establishing her as one of the most promising poets of her generation.
Charles combines a deep understanding of poetic traditions with her own personal experience to create works that address gender and identity issues in a unique and moving way. Her second volume of poetry, feeld, creates a language resembling middle English to challenge our limited vocabulary to describe the trans experience.
Yeah, I'm failing to see the "ferocity" of the ABCs, but what do I know? I'm just a cis-hetero white male scum. Though, I do have to give Jos here some credit. "She's" inspiring us to come up with our own trans poetry. Here goes nothing:
There once was a man named Rick.
Had lots of hate for his dick.
His sausage he lopped.
His berries he chopped.
Now he’s a falsetto named Trish.
Wait, because we're not done:
There once was a man named Joe.
He didn’t run fast but slow.
His hair he grew long.
Shoved his schlong in a thong.
And now he wins nothing but gold.
Let's keep this going, these next ones might sound familiar:
There once was a man named Sam.
He had a strange love for his gams.
Misgendered he was,
It caused quite a buzz,
And now you must call him MA’AM!
Timmy always wanted great tits.
So first he chopped off his bits.
Plumped up his nubbins,
Wore dresses while clubbing,
Now date him or you’re a bigot.
There once was a “gal” named CeCe.
She had herself a wee-wee.
Couldn’t hack as a man.
Came up with a plan.
Now “she’s” the champ of cheatsies.
We mock because we care. Obviously, we're not gonna get in the way of this person producing their unique poetry. Though, that doesn't mean we're not going to have our own fun with this sort of thing. The trans folk are free to make whatever poetry they like. We're free to mock them for it. God bless America.