

Trauma and Gay Stuff
Poems about my trauma and my gay life!!
Part 1: Trauma
Father
Yourhandconnectedtomyneck. Mybreathwastakenfromme. Yourdignitywastakenfromyou.
Iwishthiswasaonetimething. Timewenton, bruisesformed, myknowledgeofyou waslongforgotten.
Iusedtobehappy whenyouwouldcomehome. Iwouldn’tevencarethatyourclothes reekedofcigarettesandalcohol.
Eventuallymyheartwouldstart racing.
Ididn’tknowwhatwasgoingtohappenwhenyouwouldwalkthrough thedoor Tremblestraveleddown myspine.
Iwasshakinganytimeyou walkedpast. WhenIcameout, youleft.
Iblamedmyselfforyears. Nowthatyearshavepassed. Inolongerblamemyself. Iblameyou.
Travis. Younevertriedtoknowme. Youneverapologized. Younever acted like afather
Momraisedme.
Shetaughtmeeverythingyoushouldhave. Themainthingshetaughtmewastonevertrust amanlikeyou.
TothemanIusedtocall Dad.
Idon’tneedyou anymore.
Idon’tthink Ieverdid.
Lastly, Iwillbemoreofmanthanyou willeverbe.
Behind Smoke
Mymemoriesaresuffocating insmoke.
Lipstakingin thesmoke& anykindofliquor. Traveling
throughmybody, doingalotmore thanmakingmy bodyfeelfuzzy.
Ididn’tseeaproblem atfirst.
ActuallyIhadalotof problems thatI didn’t wantto see.
Drugsandalcohol helpedme notsee.
Theymademelaugh. Ididnothave tothink.
Myonlythoughtwas “Whenismynexthit?” or
“Whenismynextsip?”
Nothingelsemattered. Thenthepanicattacks and blackoutsstarted.
Itwastimetostop. Itwastimetoget sober.
SomethingIdidn’tthink waspossible, butIdidit.
Itisgreatandall, butmymemories arestillsuffocating.
Icannotrememberwhathappened.
People’sexplanationsandvideosofme don’ttriggerwhatit shouldinmybrain.
It Lies
Hopeisafilthyfuckingliar. Allitdoesissetyouup fordisappointmentsanddefeat.
Youputallyourenergyintohope. Hopingthathopewillactuallywork.
Youendupbeaten andbruised. Beggingforhopetocome saveyou. Itsaidtoyou I will always have your back Turnsouthopewas theonestabbingyouinit
Charmers
thejoyyoubringmeisunmatchable wheni’mlisteningtoyou, idon’tfeelsoalone.
thesoundofyourvoices makesmysouldance.
ithasn’tbeenlong, butifeellike
ihaveknownyoumywholelife
iwishiwouldhavemetyousooner everythingwouldhavebeensomucheasier
youaremycharmer youmakemefeelalive. youmakemestay.
Pretty Pink String
Prettypinkstring flowingdailywiththese thoughts, urges,and thingscalledneurons.
They’realways causingthestupid pinkstringto gettangledup.
ThenI’mexpectedto detanglethehecticmess theymade.
Prettypink damaged string.
Mychestis ahostage
Breathingshouldn’t bethishard
Myhomedoesn’t feellikehomeanymore
I’mconfinedinmyownbody heldbehindcompressedmaterial
Ihavetodothis
IfIdon’t,thatshe-devil willbeknockingonmydamndoor
Ihatedoingthis.
Ihate having todothis.
Noneofitisfair
Ididn’taskforthis. Whowouldaskforthis? Ihatehavingtobasically“create”myself.
Whydoesithavetobethisway?
Where am I?
Findingmyselfwasthehardestjourney AndIstilldon’tthinkit’sover Idon’tthinkiteverwillbe
BeingyoungIneverfitinwiththefemales,butI neverfullyfitinwiththemaleseither Ididn’tfitinanywhere
YoueventoldmeIwouldneverfitin
Ichosetheeasywayout Beingbymyself
Itwasn’teasyatall
Ifoughtwithmythoughtsdaily AMMAfightthatneverends
Theyalwaysendedupontop AndIwasknockeddownfurtherfromwhereIstarted
Theyreceivedthewinningtitle Iwasleftwithcutsandbruises
NooneunderstoodhowIfeltwhenIspoke myfeelingsoutloud Istoppedtalkingaltogether
OnethingleadtoanotherandbeforeIknewit Ididn’tcareaboutanyoneoranything Nothingreallyaffectedmeanymore
“Danni,youseemdifferent”
Naked and Exposed
I’mstandinghere. Everythingislaidout.
Nosecrets arehidingfromyou.
Mylumps exposed. Myscars exposed.
Youcanseeitall.
Mycouragedoesn’t mattertoyouthough.
Myfragilityis ajoketoyou.
Youarestill addingmorecracks
tothisalready brokencanvas.
Hopscotch
Chalkwasnotonmylist, butwhenIpassedbyitinthestore allIcouldthinkaboutwasmychildhood.
Itwasn’tallthatgreat, butwhenwedrewhopscotchonthepavement Iknewitwasgoingtobeafunday.
Numbersallthewayupto10. Bouncingfrom1foottoanother. Laughsfillingtheneighborhood. Sweatrollingdownourbacks.
Wewouldwriteswearwords thinkingwewerethecoolestkids ontheblock. Butthenwewouldcrossthemout somomwouldneverknow
Thedaywouldbeover, butthememoriesstayed writtenineverycolor
Themorningcame andeverythingwasgone. Ithadrainedduringthenight.
Igrabbedthechalk andwalkedtotheregister.
What do you do
whenyoufindoutyoulovesomeone?
Doyoutellthem? Or Doyounot?
Whatifit'sapersonwho’sdifferentfromyourfamily'slovers?
Whatiftheyarethesamesexasyou?
Howdoyoutellpeople?
Whatwilltheysay?
Doyoureallycare?
Whydoesitmatterwhoyoulove?
Whatmattersisthatyou’rehappy
Right?
I was stupid to trust you
Givingyouasecondchance, TheseconddumbestthingI haveeverdone.
Youliedtome Again. Eachtimeyouleft Apieceofmytrust wouldleavewithyou.
Now,becauseofyou, Mytrustinheldcaptive withnowayout.
Noway tofreedom.
Youdidthistome and Ican’tfindtheenergy topickupandpieces Again.
I don’t know what I actually miss IsityouImiss?
Idon’tactuallyknow MaybeImiss thewayourbodiesmeltedtogether.MaybeImiss thesoundofyourinfectiouslaugh.MaybeImiss youcarryingmewhenI’dsaymyfeethurt.
Tensionthrivingthroughouttime. ClosertotheendandIjustknew youwerenolongermeanttobemine.
Iknowyoucaredaboutme.Butyourcarecouldn’tcompare tothecareIsodesperatelycraved.Youtriedand Ienvyyouforthat.
Imightmissyou.
Awakeatawful hoursofthenight.Thinkingaboutwhatwe wouldhavebeendoingduringthesehours.I fadefasttowardssleepknowing nothing.
Lonely Love
Nevertheoneto experiencelove.
Alwayslostinthedark. Everypathisa deadend.
Everyhopecrushedby rejection.
You’realone. Noonetotalkto. Noonetoholdyou.
Youwriteinstead. Thinkinggettingitout willmakeyou feelbetter
Inrealityitmakesyou feelworseaboutyourself. Itmakesyoufeel evenmorelonely.
Whatisthislove experienceeveryoneis experiencing?
Andhowdoyougetthat experience?
Whenwillthelonelinessstop?
ThesmellofRedPolocologne lingersonmysweatshirt.
Ithasspunaroundthousands oftimesinthewasher.
Ihavetriedtoescapeyou, butyourpresenceiseverywhere.
amemoryofyoufloods itswayintomysights.
Theoneyoualways likedtowear.
Butithasonlyforged yoursmelldeeper
EverycornerIturn inmyhome
Atsunami thatneverends.
HowdoIescapeyou
wheneverything remindsmeofyou?
Eyes
Ifyouopenyoureyes, youwouldseeI’mrighthere.
Ifyoutrulycared, youwouldopenthemandlookatme.
Iflifewereeasy, Iwouldn’thavetobegyoutoseeme.
Iflifehadamanual, youwouldn’tbeabletoreaditclearly
Whenmyeyesareopen youarenowheretobeseen.
A Whole World
YouhavenoideahowlongIhavebeenwaitingforthisday.
Ipackedmybagsanddidn’tlookback. Youngermewouldbesoproud. Youarefinallydoingit. Danniyouareseeingtheworld.
Mom, thisisn’tgoodbye. Iwouldneverleaveyoubehindon purpose. ButIcannotstayinaplacethatdoesn’tacceptme. Aplacethatwantstotakemyrightsaway.
Ihavetofindmyplace. Thereissomuchformetosee. Somanyplacesformetoexplore. Myhomehastobeouttheresomewhere.
Shelby, Ican’twaittotellyouallaboutit. Ican’twaitforyoutoseetheworld. Myjourneyandyourjourney arejustbeginning.
Nowitistime.
Author Bio:
DanniConnisanopenlygaytransmalewhohasamassiveobsessionwithK-pop,mainly StrayKids,andhewantstotraveltoprettymuchalltheAsiancountries.Heisactuallygoingto bestudyingabroadinSouthKoreaforhis2024Springsemester Incaseyouarecurious,his StrayKidsbiasisHyunjin.Asidefromhismassiveobsession,heisanEnglishCreativeWriting majorandhasaconcentrationinTeachingEnglishlanguagelearnersattheUniversityof Indianapolis.DuringhisfreetimehespendsalotofhistimestudyingtheKoreanlanguage.His plansaftercollegearetoteachEnglishlearnersindifferentcountrieswhilealsocontinuinghis writingcareerandensuringthathisK-popcollectiongrows.Oneofhisbiggestdreamsisto obviouslyliveandworkinadifferentcountry,butbiggerthanthatistogotoaStrayKids concert.
#Stay#StrayKidsEverywhereAllAroundTheWorld#YouMakeStrayKidsStay

Acknowledgments:
AhugethankstoCambelCastlefordrawingthecoverofthischapbookforme.Iamso notanartistandIhadnoideawhatIwasgoingtodoformycover Let’sjustsayitdefinitely paystohavefriendswhocandraw IabsolutelylovewhatshedrewandshedidexactlywhatI wanted/askedfor CherryBlossomsaresobeautifulandIlovethemdearly
ThankyoueveryonewhoisinPoetryWorkshopclass.Youallhavehelpedmedecide whatmypoemsweremissingandwhatIcouldaddtothem.Withoutyourfeedbackthesepoems quitehonestlywouldn’thavebeentouchedagain.Iamtrulyhappywithhowallthepoems turnedout.Theclasshasdefinitelymademefeelmoreconfidentinmypoetry.
ThankyouProfessorViceforbeingoneofthebestprofessorsinthegame.Ilooked forwardtocomingtoyourclassbecauseeachdaywasalwaysasurpriseandjustfullof interestingconversations.Alsothankyouforputtingupwithmejustwalkingintotheroomand speakingKoreanandconstantlytalkingabouthowIwanttoleavethecountry
