Allison M.

A crossdresser's thoughts on life, fashion, fabulousness, and (oh yeah) dressing up

A poem: “Layers”

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This quick poem is inspired by one of The Daily Post’s writing prompts, which is simply one word: Layers. So, my poem is called…

“Layers”

Go ahead, take a look at me
What do you see?

You see a beautiful head of hair
But it’s just the wig du jour

You see a smile in lipstick
But that can be wiped off (kissed off, if the mood is right)

You see a blouse and a skirt
But they keep me from being naked

You see layers of concealer and blush
But it’s all painted on with a trowel, really

You see eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara
But they only hide something inside me

Oh, you couldn’t tell?
It’s true, I keep things hidden
(No, not just the obvious)
They are hidden layers
Under these layers of clothes and makeup and hair

No, I won’t tell you about them just now
Let me see first if you’d be accepting

Seriously, I must investigate your feelings
If you didn’t see me wearing this hair
If you saw me without my makeup
If you saw me in another gender’s clothes
Would you still accept me?
Would you accept all sides of me?

If you would… oh, if only you would…
I’d love to tell you
About the many layers I wear daily
No, not just two genders’ layers
But the layers of life I always wear

Oh, yes, I wear extra layers
Every second, every hour, every day
No matter what the temperature may say

Every day, I add new layers
They’re layers created by life’s ups and downs
It’s greatest moments and saddest times
Layers first donned in places near and far
Because of decisions good and bad
And right turns and wrong ways

You can’t see these layers of life
At least not with the naked eye
But if you could accept the layers you see now
And accept the other layers you cannot yet see
Could you accept the other layers I may later reveal?

In your heart, I know you could accept them
For maybe… just maybe…
You’re wearing the same layers of life as I

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Author: Allison M.

A part of the trans community ("cross-dresser" is the term that applies to me) who finds themselves much more expressive and somewhat more confident when presenting in a feminine persona. An admirer and supporter of those who are fashionable, fabulous, and friendly (LGBT or otherwise). Someone who tries to be witty and unique, but is not even remotely perverted or a pariah (I am a real human being, just like you). Using various writing styles on this blog to communicate thoughts and feelings concerning my life experiences, fashion sense, and the world at large (and maybe impressing my high school creative writing teacher who deservedly gave me middling grades).

3 thoughts on “A poem: “Layers”

  1. Can’t let this go without a comment Allison. That poem really speaks to me about the yearning to just be known for who we are. And the difficulty, real and imagined when we are different from the norm. Can anyone understand?
    Thank you.
    Geraldine

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    • You got it, Geraldine! I think everyone is more than the clothes, makeup, and hair that we wear. We all have some yearning… okay, a need to tell/share our life experiences with the empathetic/sympathetic.

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  2. Pingback: The night Allison read poetry… out loud! | Allison M.

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