i slept in my binder again

by kilistokes

May 18, 2019

i slept

in my binder

last night,

the fabric compressing

tight

holding my ribs

to keep the broken pieces of my heart

from falling out

and s h a t t e r i n g

at my feet

the sharp sounds

unheard

to those around me

as they ignore the tears

from my cheeks

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BluejayboyAug 20, 2019

<p>I really relate to this. I love how you write the word falling both as tears falling and also as your flat chest with your binder. I am going to assume that you are a trans male? I am too. You should check out my poem, you may relate. I just wanted to let you know that everything will be okay. You will find the support that you need and you will reach your goals wether it be T or top surgery or anything- I believe in you adn I promise you- you will make it. We both will. </p>

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