For three days,
I was myself
A woman
Accepted
“Just one of the girls”
I was called by my real name
I held down a job
I was whole,
At last
Then the door closed
And now
I am back to where I was
having to hide
and pretend I am a man.
With no choice
but to stagger along
With only the memory
Of three days in Heaven
To sustain me.