dear ,
you do not get to read this poem
because
and because
i do not want you to.
i hope you do not mind, but
i have redacted some parts
in relation to
and all the rest. i tell myself
there is no use to a poem if
nobody reads it so it is either
that i force myself to be palatable
or i force myself to share
. so i will simply
withhold and this way we can
all be happy. well, except for
and me too sometimes.
the thing is,
. about once a week,
i still and cry
because of the .
maybe i could’ve if i
i regret
. whatever.
i’ve gotta just ,
accept that
. and i think, in the end,
. maybe someday
we’ll look back and laugh, me and
you.
.
warm regards,
Maddie Hill (she/her) is a young trans actor and writer from Arizona. She has appeared in productions such as Hershel and The Hanukkah Goblins at the Scoundrel and Scamp Theater, and has been published in With Confetti magazine and Celestite Poetry. She enjoys writing about her experiences with gender, mental illness, and body positivity. She can be found on Twitter at @madelinekhill.