This is a protest.
I’m not getting out of bed
until we stop killing trans women of color.
This is a protest.
I’m getting out of bed, but I’m not going to work
until we stop killing trans women of color.
This is a protest.
I’m going to work, but I’m not putting up with cis people
until we stop killing trans women of color.
This is a protest.
I’ll put up with cis people, but I will not apologize for my existence.
Please stop killing trans women of color.
This is a protest.
I’m sorry, the number you have dialed is not in service.
READ MORE:
These Are The Trans People Killed in 2016 [The Advocate]
It’s Incredibly Scary To Be A Trans Woman of Color Right Now [Mother Jones]
Suicide hotlines have seen a spike in trans callers since Trump’s win [The Daily Dot]
Yani Robinson is a queer and trans writer and Baltimore transplant currently studying creative writing at the University of Washington. His first language is Thai, his mother is a Thai immigrant, and he identifies much like a kathoey – living his gender through performance. He has published his poetry in Nepantla. This poem was originally published on Crab Fat Magazine and the Free Witch Quarterly.
