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Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Trumped! (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)

So, it was down to me and this other fella. We both had five cards in our hands and these five cards were going to make a richer man out one of us. Here I was playing poker on voting day again.  I looked at my hand and took a deep breath. I was risking everything on this move. My hand seemed unbeatable. Well, maybe not. It was just a low straight. There was a good chance I could lose, but I had no choice but to play this game. The other fella had basically bluffed himself into the lead. A little bluffing couldn’t hurt, eh? I raised him. I decided to go all in: wife, kids, my overall-health. I figured the chances of him also getting five random cards in a sequence would be miraculous. I was too selfish to believe I could lose. That was the one thing the other fella and I had in common. I folded four times to his bluffs. He was like a politician or reality TV personality with perfect hair. He simply was just a pretty man. We tend to fall prey to well-groomed folks. His favorite suit was diamonds. With our playing cards, spades were red and diamonds were black. Therefore, the diamonds carried more weight in our poker game. Even though, I had five red spades; ironically, none of them matched. I had the healthcare, transportation, education, agriculture, and spirituality cards of spades. Yet still, they were in a straight sequence (equivalent to the numbers 5, 6, 7, 8, & 9 in a normal game). I played my cards confidently. For some reason, I thought I had won. But my grandmother always said, “once cancer strikes, you’re dead.”  A confident force revealed five black diamonds as the cards fell to the table. The other fella had envy, pride, greed, lust, and wrath (equivalent to 10, jack, queen, king, and ace in a normal game). I was trumped! He trumped me with five deadly sins. The same five deadly sins I had just committed. I lost everything to him that game. For a moment, I wanted to kill him. But, I let it pass…I let it pass.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Thriller (Louis Toliver Jr. USA/Austin, Texas)

It's thriller 
In the night 
In the day
Ghouls wearing suits
Wealthy homeless
Asking for your votes 
Like bombs
Tombs fall
War calls
Every country crying 
Zombies beg for a tomorrow 
Destruction waves the water
All over the planet
Pesticide can't stop  
Genocide in the fields 
Homocide in the homes 
Guns in schools,
Movie theaters
With loaded hearts
It's thriller 
In the night 
In the day
All over the planet 

Saturday, October 17, 2015

To Be Us (Proud) - Louis Toliver Jr. - USA/Austin, Texas)

I want to be proud 
Scream out loud 
"I'm alive!"
All that jive 
I'm wishing
We'll go fishing 
In a sea of dreams 
Where everything seems 
To be us 
Just us 

I want to be proud 
Scream out loud 
"I'm alive!"
All that jive
I'm believing 
We'll go achieving 
On a land of dreams 
Where everything seems 
To be us 
Just us 

Friday, October 16, 2015

Trans: A True Story (Anonymous - USA/Lafayette, LA)

     Upon meeting a young boy working at Wendy’s, taking orders and preparing food, you wouldn’t know from the smile on his face and warm greeting that he was suffering. He had GID (Gender Identity Disorder) along with an unrealistic knowledge of sex change operations. GID is a conflict between a person’s physical gender and the gender he or she identifies as (PubMed Health). This young "boy" was me. Being a male and identifying as a female was not easy for me. Looking down and seeing the wrong parts made me feel sad. I’ve been battling with my family, myself, and society over these feelings.

     Feeling like a girl trapped in a boy’s body was something I could always relate to. Growing up, I was more attracted to dolls and dresses than footballs and jerseys. When I would think of my adult self, I would see a woman.  This led me to wonder about what it would be like to be a girl. Having cousins that were girls, I would always go to their house and play barbies. Sometimes, we would play dress up, and I always enjoyed myself. As I grew up, I noticed the differences between girls and boys, or gender roles as some might call them. I was immediately disgusted with my sex. I wanted to be a girl. I wanted to wear pretty clothes and have fancy hair. I wanted my big Disney wedding and my white knight. Being a boy in the south, all of this was very controversial.
             
            Upon entrance to high school, a new wave of guys fashion became popular. I was finally able to experience the colors, tight pants, and hair care that was once forbidden. It was exhilarating to finally feel more like my inner self. However, slowly realizing that I was lacking a cultural part of female sexuality, breasts, I felt low again. So I decided to save up for some, by getting a part time job at Wendy’s.

            Working at a fast food restaurant isn’t always fun, but I was making money. One slow night, a co-worker approached me and asked about my sexuality. I explained that I was gay and considering a sex change. With a confused look on her face, she asked “Why? You would still be a guy, you’d just be a guy with boobies.” She went on to say that I would be unloved in God’s eyes. She theorized that God made me male and wanted me to pursue life that way. and that. I felt alone and like an abomination. I had never felt like I was incapable of being loved by God. She was the first person to make me feel self conscious about having GID. While also leaving me feeling like I would just be a boy in a girls clothing.

             I didn’t think the operation would leave me resembling a man. I wasn’t sure what the surgical outcome even was. I had never questioned the functionality of the parts. I mostly thought it would work the same as a naturally born female’s would. However, I was wrong. There are many things that define a man and woman, and simply having a sex change wouldn’t make me fully female. The then current advancements were not up to my personal standard of how I saw myself as a woman. I would want to give birth, and breast-feed. Also, I wouldn’t feel comfortable with taking hormones everyday. This left me felling very disappointed. So I confided in my mom.

            When I told my mom I wanted sex change, she was not very energetic to comply with my wishes. She wanted nothing to do with me or my lifestyle choice. In her eyes that once showed so much love, I now saw hate and anger. This led her to come up with and agreement. The understanding was that I was to remain straight male forever, and I was not to act feminine. I was not to have any connection to the lifestyle. Of course, I refused at first, trying to maintain my identity. As a result, she saw it in my best interest to provide me with a suitable punishment. I was banned from the internet, not even for school projects. My cell phone was taken away, and I was monitored at school. My friends were to be approved by her, and there was to be no TV.

            When my dad found out I wanted a sex change, he went off. Telling me he didn’t approve of this gay shit. Asking me if I wanted people to hate me, and if I wanted to go to hell. I had never cared too much what he had to say though. Having cheated on my mom, and his mistress, he wasn’t exactly in the running for father of the year. Not with me anyway. I would just nod my head to keep the peace. I only saw him once or twice a year and there was no reason to have my cell phone taken away again. He was “noble,” by his own definition, supporting his mistress children because they didn’t have a “good daddy” like I did.

            As I looked in the mirror and tried to make myself feel better about the whole ordeal, I noticed the many aspects of myself that confirmed my gender as a man. I hated all the things that made me male. I hated the reflection staring back at me, resembling my absent narrow minded father. The lack of love and innocence  I hated my religion and parents for making me feel unloved, but most of all I hated myself. I didn’t want to be this way.  So I stopped. I threw away all my connections to the life style, all of my tight clothes all of my make up, everything. I decided to live my life from that point on with no physical aspirations. I decided to live by the bible the best way I could. After all I had no choice. I had no money and nobody that I could have depended on.

I Embrace Him (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)


I must thank God now for the intuitive life he gave
Because I spent most of it vying for unwanted love
I wish not to be a dark crow but a pure loving dove
I embrace Him that has come for my heart to save

I no longer let misguided You make my soul impure
My bond with Him is greater than death, I assure
We grab hold unto a new marriage between just us
Leaving behind all the troubles of false love‘s fuss

I must thank God for Him who has renewed my life
If it weren’t for meeting the depth of hurt from You
I would not have recognized that I could be His wife
When I embrace him I feel all of our spiritual fluid brew

You have no say in our love and as we build it strong
You can watch as I fly up in His embrace forever long

Friday, October 2, 2015

Bipolar (Louis Toliver Jr. - USA/Austin, Texas)

Up and down 
And side to side 
This boat has a hole in it 
It's got me sinking 
Shifting life's gears
Up and down 
The brain is a road map 
The desert in my head
Ride the highway 
Side to side 
Speed limit is infinite 
Melancholy at the rest stop
Irritated by dry cactus 
Up and down 
The airplane is full
I'm sitting in coach 
Clouds block my view of Earth
Side to side 
I hold onto the wings of God  
Let this Ferris Wheel stop

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Transition Ambition (Cara Ann Overgaard - USA/Lafayette, LA)

I collided with the sky 
I am suffocating in a cloud of bliss 
To return is to die 
To find purchase is fear 

Yet I must rise above
 I must see the father 
Mother moon to soothe 

Thank you Mother for your blessings 
Forgive me 
Father grant me my old strength 
Forgive me

So let it be 

A prayer from a modern White two-spirit 

Friday, September 25, 2015

Old Love/New Love (Louis Toliver Jr. - USA/Austin, Texas)

Here's what I have to say
My old love is gone at bay
He can do whatever he may 
I'd be willing to return my pay 
A new love came my way
I could shout joy everyday
We glisten with the sun's ray
With my new man I forever lay

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Less of a Man (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin Texas)

Billy lost his gun
‘Cause he lost his gun
The Rural was pissed
Threw Billy out like a dog

They weren’t no longer friends
So Billy ain’t a man no more

If Billy hadn’t lost his gun
He’d be a real man
Have a woman and a child
But Billy ain’t got no gun no more

Billy can’t get a new gun
And Billy ain’t got nowheres to go now
Don’t know how to use his brain

 So it just won’t be the same
‘Cause Billy can’t start over
‘Less he’s got the right gun

This Man Was Here While She Was Gone (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)


Is it not possible to have two fathers?
You purposefully break this family
I do all the workful mothering and fathering
So please tell your wife about me

Just tell her

That while you have me for play
That she is just for status
So the kids suffer restlessly and innocently
No real bond with a fake like you

But this man gives them the attention
This man gives them the love that you should

So please, please tell her

She has nothing to worry about
While she was gone away
This man here mended her family
And her children will never be like you

Saturday, September 19, 2015

Bitch (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)


I have confidence
Direction, providence
I’m working
You’re just jerking
My success
Came with stress
Your attitude
Is just so rude
I’m a human with a plan
Not concerned if you’re a fan
I’m not your bitch
I’ve just got an itch
To mind my own business
Get through drama with quickness
My precious life is like yours
I’ve got the same sores
Excuse me if I cut out the excess
Trying to get some rest
I’m not a bitch
I just want be rich

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Mr. Sensitive (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)


Does it really bother you that much
When another man loves another man?
Ugh, get out the way Mr. Sensitive!

Is it really that serious when another person
Accidentally steps on your shoes?
Ugh, get out of the way Mr. Sensitive!

This country doesn’t need you holding us back
With your emotional politics and old definitions
Goodbye Mr. Sensitive!

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Alpha Male (Louis Toliver Jr. - USA/Austin, Texas)


Calling all alpha male…where ya’ll at?
Don’t worry it’s my turn….I’m up to bat

There’s war to end….before we get to fun
We got a game to win…gotta hit a home run

If our sons and daughters are starving
I’ll feed them with this grand slam I’m carving

I’ll blast all those sharks out of the park
Then dance around those bases to my throne

All the dirt flying, I’ll make you exhale
You won’t forget I’m the ‘bout it alpha male

Woman in the Mirror (Louis Toliver Jr. USA/Austin, Texas)


Look at the best of society
Education, health, culture
The best of nurture
Love, family, food
The best of peace
Ambition, good will, freedom
Domestic, first,
The best warrior
Pick your battles wisely
Violence never used
This land described by your body
Your body is this land
This world
Feminine grace as you
Man blocked by the physical of earth
We need a woman’s man
Poise, confidence, emotional stability
Woman will lead the mental will of the universe

Natural Woman (Louis Toliver Jr. - USA/Austin, Texas)


You make me feel alive
Like I could bear children
For you, for us, the world
Though I am, but a weak, feeble man

You make me feel alive
A natural inclination to be yours
A natural destiny seen by the stars
A natural woman emoting her gentle love

Testosterone (Louis Toliver Jr. - USA/Austin, Texas)


Testosterone
Your wife’s on the phone

Called me, instead of you
Told me, she loved me too

While you’re off working out
Sneaking to his shower spout

I’ll be at your house real soon
To penetrate her cocoon

Your marriage is gone
Testosterone

Thursday, September 3, 2015

A.N.G.E.L.S. (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)

Androgynous beings of intellect 
No mistrust created by dialect 
God's gift from Her own blood 
Eagles living among the people 
Let these stars shine in all glory 
Soaring above all the depravity 

Sunday, August 30, 2015

American Pop Show (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)


Hey Kiddies!
Don’t Declare your Independence!
Let’s make fun of Common Sense!
Action!

"Let’s make fun of difference
Drink red Kool-aid
Steal some internet
Eat some soy sauce
Suspect anyone colored
Bully each other for joy
Cheney just might shoot us
Hector!
Get back across the border!
My room is dirty
Clean it with foodstamps!
Janicka!
Todd!
What’s a wigger?
LOL said Dad"

End script.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Like the Movies (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)

Exterior Shot
Two hands
Held together
Marriage rings
Opening Credits
Viewing the outside
World turned upside
Down to their feelings
Close up shot
These two men
Fled their homes
In order to find
True love for all
Pan away
And they did 
Birds eye view
Ending Credits

Thursday, August 20, 2015

Semi-Charmed Life (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)

Driving through the rain clouds
Flying so soberly mountain high
I feel like a free verse
A poetic body racing the sun
i'm lower case
God is uppercase
Nature is okay with that
It's my life

Friday, August 14, 2015

We're Not Gonna Take It (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)

No way
Not today
This is the end of me
Bending over
Like a dog on its knee
I’m no Grover
So give me what’s mine
And I won’t whine
No more abuse
You give me love
I’ll give you a truce
Reject the hate I’m sick of
I’m not gonna take it

Give me respect, then I’ll quit

Dance, Dance (Brandon Louis Granger - USA/Austin, Texas)

Who am I in this love affair?
A fleeing moment
A stable figure
That is yet to be known,
You dance with my emotions
A tango or a ballroom blitz
Never knowing the next step or beat
Something more desirable may come
To cheer your fancy
Sweep you off your feet
Is my love truly enough?
My dear friend,
That is left to be seen
Who am I in this love affair?
A fleeing moment
A stable figure
That is yet to be known,
You dance with my emotions
A tango or a ballroom blitz
Never knowing the next step or beat
Something more desirable may come
To cheer your fancy
Sweep you off your feet
Is my love truly enough?
My dear friend,
That is left to be seen
To strip you or your secrets
To place your trust in me
My deepest desire
To know you head to toe
We dance, dance together
Always as lovers
With one beat and one melody
We dance, dance together
Always as lovers
With one beat and one melody

The Way We Do (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)

I don’t understand why we react the way we do
The fear that we are wrong, or wronged
Whatever some else told us wrong is
Maybe it’s just people that are wrong
The greed of you, or me, we
You don’t understand why we react the way we do
But where are we going to go?
Who is it that we know?
It’s just us here, fate’s choosing
Yet you act like I am nothing but a leech
My life is valued each time I walk away
I do walk away often
Just not from you
Or whatever wrong I did to you
Or you did to me
Is it really wrong?
What if we are right?
What if it we are supposed to happen?
All of love’s short term pain, uncertainty
Masking love’s infinite pleasures, successes
We don’t understand why we react the way we do

You and me

We Got the Beat (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)

We got this
The rhythm of life
All of its bliss
Gotta grab my fife
Lead the band
Conquer this land
We got the beat

A journey at our feet

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Mista Big Stuff (Who Do You Think You Are?) (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin, Texas)

Now who do you think you are?
I can smell you from afar
Trying to take up all my time
Not giving me a dime
Walking
Doing all that talking
Prancing
When I’m the one romancing
Selling the book of you
No thinking for a life of two
Mista Big Stuff
I know I’m more buff
Now where you going?
With all those people you’re owing
Telling all them lies
Won’t even super size my fries
Prada or Louis V
Isn’t going to get you far with me
Talking
When I’m doing all the walking
My victory
Leaving you with glory
I’ve had enough
Mista Big Stuff

You Keep Me Hanging On (Louis Toliver Jr - USA/Austin Texas)

I’m over it
You move in an inch
Then back a foot
WTF!
OMG!
FML!
Is that shorthand enough for you?
Sick of me nagging?
Do you want out of this?
Well. So. Do. I.
But every time you see me
And you think I am well
You latch onto me
I think you the sweetest
Of poisons
Neglectful at best
Yet I’m hooked
Like a flopping fish
Take the bait
Out of my mouth
Throw me back
Into the sea