Jacie the Woman

I’m a woman. Always. Period.

This page isn’t to prove that. No, this page is to allow this proud trans woman to show the world what my life and my joy look like. One part of that life is avoiding traditional social media. I hate it, it hates me, and it’s all owned by individuals who could give a shit less if I live or die. Or worse. So no, no Facebook or Twitter here. This is all. I’ll share more here later, as it is safe and as life happens.

In the meantime, this woman will be busy making music and living her best life. It’s pretty surreal at the moment. Stay safe.

For now a poem:

ephemeral like music, disturbing the air before dispersing in exhaustion…

like all of us, she trickles along trying to forget her own dissipation:

change of nation, change of seasons, change of heart, change of station

next stop she has to get off and stick

next stop just another mile

in the corner of the bus, a gentle smile

before it fades, beautifully temporary

like the seconds when the die is cast

but the roll unknown:

time dances before fate can be shown

and ruin all its fun,

pesky little one

;)