I can only imagine
the pain you’ve suffered
living in this world
as a woman.

Now imagine a little girl
picking up Sorceror’s Stone
wanting to be Hermione,
poring over Chamber of Secrets 
and crying with Myrtle
for being different,
too.

Imagine that girl
growing with these kids
that you birthed
out of your biological
imagination,
growing in this world
where her hero
won’t acknowledge her pain
as a woman
with testicles
or an extra chromosome,
won’t sympathize with the story
of when she learned about
her clitoris
and how the doctor called it
a “micropenis”.

I can only imagine what it’s like
when half the world is against you.
Now, can you imagine a world
where your hero is,
too?