13/04/2016: Walk Like A Boy 2: A Pantoum

EDIT: While I was at boyfriend’s yesterday, I figured out how to make this poem work. YUSSSSSS!

(So I ran into Harry Ricketts yesterday – Harry is the one who introduced me to tritinas and has been encouraging me to write more poetry. He suggested I try villanelles (which I had no idea was the proper name for Plath’s Mad Girl’s Love Song) and pantoums. So y’all get to see my first pantoum, which is a slight disaster. By slight I mean total – I should come back to it some day and fix it so the final stanza actually makes sense, but for the moment I’m quite proud of it.)

(Oh, as for the title, it’s in reference to a freeform poem I wrote as a teenager which was probably the biggest hint I was doomed to end up genderqueer.)

When I was a teenager,

I had a nightmare:

The way I walked was more

Like a boy, less like a girl.

 

I had a nightmare:

The way I would dress each year was more

Like a boy, less like a girl;

As if I were running, running, running away.

 

The way I would dress each year was more

Like a spectrum, less like a binary,

As if I were running, running, running away

From what I thought I was.

 

Like a spectrum, less like a binary

The way I walked was more

From what I thought I was

When I was a teenager.

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