tran-sition

i walked with her around a block or two. the feeling of being "normal" yet in one small community you're not. you need to stick out somehow, feel their curiosity. "Stay away from our children," words that kill her that hurts her in which haunts me. someone who should of been somebody else. her changes can only complete that. the body, the mind, the name yet her heart stays the same. she's kind, gentile and serious about herself, much more than i am. i can't say what's right or wrong for her but i feel her pride. i feel the beauty of being a woman and it's not easy coming from a man.