Where No One Will Ever See Her

I imagine

That as a gay man

The temptation to keep your status

As a man in society

Would be so tempting, so overwhelming

That you might not ever realize

That your depression is all rooted

In gender expression.

I imagine

That as a gay man

That might be hard, but

As a full-fledged human being

With a perspective of their own

I went through that process, and got

Scarred.

I’m now benefiting

Tremendously

From my male privilege

And I have no pity, no sympathy

For a gay man

Who refuses to live as a woman

Just because he knows

His paycheck will always be bigger

If he just stays on antidepressants

And only plays dressup

At night, alone, in the mirror

Where no one will ever see her.