It is not a secret
that other women terrify me.
We are always competing in a contest
I don’t understand.
I don’t know how to be beautiful.
I don’t know how to be gentle.
There is a right way to be this gender.
It has been taught to me
since birth. I have failed every class.
— Excerpt from “I Read Her Palms Naked In Bed” by Clementine Von Radics (via wordsforstrangers)