five short poems about “what if people call themselves toasters now”

pervocracy:

one

is this a problem in your life

toaster people

do you know many toaster people

do they cause you many problems

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two

a woman says she is a woman

a man says he is a man

a person says they are neither

and your thoughts turn to toasters

why

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three

okay, maybe some people are toasters now

this is okay

hi toasters

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four

i am not sure how to talk to a toaster, what they will want?

bread?

not bread?

but i am ready to listen

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five

Calling people “toasters” is a really cheap and frivolous argument when there are actual lives at stake here.  It might make sense to pull out in some shooting-the-breeze theoretical debate, but trans people are not theoretical creatures of whimsy.  We’re real people whose needs are human and include such extravagances as “peeing” or “being able to go to the doctor.”  What fucking kind of person do you have to be to hear that people who come out as trans are losing their families and livelihoods and lives, and to think your fucking toaster joke is relevant commentary?  Fuck.