Poem 337 ± May 6, 2016

Noah Mendez

ass held high like a big red target
never asked if i’m clean just
grabbed hips and
slipped in like my holes were
made to be filled just like that
so easily with no bloodshed
and no resistance
like a takeover i never
got to prepare for
i am asked if it
feels good
if i
am coming soon
i am never asked if
i feel safe


Noah MendezNoah Mendez is a 17 year old trans man whose poems have appeared in the Rising Phoenix Review and Brouhaha Magazine. Noah was a 2016 Urban Word Poet Finalist and recently received an honorable mention for a poem contest through City College. His work can be found at emergincy.tumblr.com

This poem is not previously published.