Skin As Gender
It’s been more than a year now
Since I started t, and I have to say
That the most noticeable thing
Is my skin and how much it has changed.
I used to think that
Men and women were just built differently,
But now I see that we are the same. However—
Skin is everything. The thickness, the softness
The hairiness and the density.
All of these variables are new to me
In a skin so familiar I often forget
How delicate I used to feel, without my consent.
More than genitals and more than tits,
Skin is the organ that is changed the most
By my hormonal patterns, man-made or natural.
I never doubt whether or not
I am a man, any more— due to the
Overwhelming abundance of change all over.
No one could confuse me for a woman
With a hard, hot, sweaty hairy body staring back at them.
I introduced myself with my deadname, and
Not even I believed it.