Dear Straight People

Dear Straight People,

I see you staring at me.

I may not always stare right back at you to show you what an insensitive ass you are being, but I can see and even sense all of your eyes on me as I walk by you.

Is that a man or a woman?

Are those breasts?

Does that MAN have BREASTS???

Wh-wh-what?!?

I know, it’s so damned confusing seeing someone who, as India Arie puts it (I’m paraphrasing here), is not the average woman from your video.

By the way, for the sarcastically impaired, that was dripping with sarcasm. With a capital S.

I don’t fit your heteronormative views of what a woman is supposed to look like so you stare, you sputter, you whisper, you snicker; because apparently, women who look like me are akin to circus freaks, except that you don’t have to come up with those special circus tickets  to get into the tent for a peek at the freak.

But I see you.

We all do.

It’s something butches have come to expect and have learned to live with throughout the course of our lives. Of course, most of the time, we simply ignore you.

But never doubt that we do see you.

 

Sincerely,

BigBooButch

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2 comments on “Dear Straight People

  1. Bev Jo says:

    This is excellent and wonderful to see!

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