To some people
I am
A freak.
Who dreams
Of giving birth
To my own children.
But
Can't.
Genetics stopped
That biological clock
At conception.
Without great risk
To myself
Or my developing child
Outside of the womb.
How do I explain
To you
This feeling
Of incompleteness
I have.
In the early days
Of SRS
Of the late 1920's
And early 1930's
Doctors would've transplanted
Female reproductive system
From cadaver donours.
Enabling
My chance
Of a normal pregnancy.
Although
At great cost
Of rejection
For the transplanted organs.
Unlike today
Tissue typing
Wasn't done.
And anti-rejection drugs
Weren't developed
Yet.
As many transwomen died
From the shock
Of organ rejection.
And still
This siren call
Beckons me
Forward.
Of one day
Being able to hold
This bundle of joy
With stem cell research.
Regardless
Whether
We are cis
Or transwomen.
Therisa © 2017
Author's note: Given my age and medical condition, this remains a dream for me.
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