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Being Teased at Twelve
When I was twelve 
 the boys would tease
 that I was not like 
 them—they’d accuse
 me of being different:
 I was not like their 
 kind, alike to other boys;
 “You are not the same:
 fags are not like men
 —they are not men 
 at all…Hell no!”
 And I’d feel less of
 the man-boy I was.
 “Queer, queer, queer,”
 they’d chant, and 
 the word stuck to me
 with some invisible 
 but painful glue. 
 “I bet he has no pubes,”
 one would say;
 “I bet he is just a little 
 girl underneath all
 those boy clothes!”
 the other would claim;
 then they’d all laugh
 at me, making me feel
 less human than I’d 
 already felt; they’d
 press their tongues
 hard against the insides
 of their cheeks, when 
 I’d pass by them, 
 never understanding
 the secret joke they
 all understood and
 giggle at like several
 schoolgirls. Once,
 they stripped me
 of my pants to make
 sure, I guess, I 
 was a boy, while I 
 wept; no boy should
 ever suffer that
 cruel humiliation 
 from their own peers,
 the boys he plays 
 with, the boys
 he shares thoughts
 and dreams with,
 the boys he trusts,
 the boys he thinks
 like blood brothers.
 
 No one understands
 —no one ever wants
 to understand why 
 other people aren’t
 like them, why people
 live different lives
 unlike their own,
 why other people
 choose a separate 
 lifestyle to live
 regardless of the 
 prejudices of their
 fellow human beings
 —no one dreams of
 being judged or
 discriminated for
 being different, but
 then again, no one
 ever dreams of 
 being abominably
 different from 
 their fellow
 brothers and sisters,
 children of the
 same father.

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