GENEVIEVE'S GEMS

 

TRAVEL TO TRANSITION

I wrote the poem below in 2010. I was sitting the courtyard of this venerable church, reminiscing the changes that transpired at that point in my life. All of my life experiences contributed to my transition as a transgender woman. Sitting on the bench I exhaled "Wow!"

                                                              VILLAGE STREETS

Back I '68 I carouse on McDougall Street

Crowded and boisterous, young people were living life

Bell bottom jeans and sandals were a stable

T-shirts were a kaleidoscope of red, people, orange, yellow, green, and blue

Look a flood, I was swept away into all the activity

Genders, sexualities, and races were many and varied

It was one happy party

Then I went away.

Life split us apart

I went across the country

While you stayed behind

Waiting for the day I would return.

I didn't return right away

Too many responsibilities

I thought about you many times

But my return would be delayed.

Two score and two years have passed

You have changed and so have I

Your love never wanted

For you knew I would return someday.

5TH OF MAY

 

GOOD NEWS FROM MONTANA

The Montana Supreme Court temporarily blocked a policy that barred transgender people from updating identity documents and allowing access to gender affirming care.

GENEVIEVE'S GEMS

 

BOHEMIAN PARADISE

 

I first hung out in Washington Square Park in 1968. This bohemian landmark was a place I could be with people who felt like me. 

I always believed that I was different.WSP was a place that I wouldn't be judged. Every weekend I'd come here listening to music, Orators, talking with people. It was one happy family of strangers.

I don't know if Washington Square Park contributed to my transition but it opened my eyes to the idea that I could come to a place and not be judged.

I still come here. The bohemian spirit is still here. I hope it stays that way 

GENEVIEVE'S GEMS