Writing Prompt #2

Writing Prompt #2

I stopped coming home when dad wouldn’t stop complaining about my sexuality

I often heard him cry about how he couldn’t believe this was his reality

He acted like I was a criminal or something

Like I had a record or something

Mad at the way I am

You should still love me not put me to shame

I just wish you still looked at me as a human

Instead I was this creature that wasn’t godly

I’m me and I’m not ashamed of me or my body

I had the operation because this is who I was meant to be

And if you can’t accept or love me

Then there’s no point in me coming back home

I can’t even call it home

Not anymore

I can’t even call you my dad anymore

Because you can’t accept your little man is your little girl now

Disclaimer: I really didn’t have a sense of direction with this. I just kind of flowed with it but I kinda like what it came out to. Let me know what you think.

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K. Exum

K. Exum is an up and coming author & poet. He looks to make his longtime childhood dream job his reality. By creating this blog, he seems to show his skills for writing. His hunger for success and dedication to turn his ordinary life into his dreams has brought him to this point. K is currently working on his 5th spoken word project, "Poetic Gift." Reach out by this email to connect! founderofhitm@gmail.com

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