Stevie Pdx Poet Free verse

Being Seen?

You have nice breasts, just from working out.
I know
Hes complimenting me
Flirting
As I wiggle into the dress.

I flirt back
Whats the harm
As I ponder
Does he think I want bigger breasts?
Do i?

I try to explain the difference between what I am doing and drag.
He doesn’t hear
He doesn’t care
Skin and pretty flesh
Read the same when you don't
Really look

These things
That matter so much inside me
That cause me to vibrate and cry and shake
They don't exist to him.

I am so new to this
And already tired.

Im at my favorite cafe
And a woman comes up
And tells me she loves my style
That I look comfortable and elegant
And she loves the way my necklace goes with my shawl.

Is she flirting?
Trying to make me feel safe?
Did I come here for that?

I spent my first summer in Portland
Finding my look
Im still hoping
To be found.
Floating between states
Looking for myself in the words
Of others.

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Beata Agustin August 27, 2026 at 1:30 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Alison A Smith nee Howarth August 23, 2026 at 7:50 PM A candid, emotionally perceptive free-verse piece about identity, presentation, and the uneasy difference between being noticed and truly being seen. The spare, conversational lines capture moments of vulnerability with striking immediacy, while the Portland setting and final image of “floating between states” beautifully hold the speaker’s ongoing search for self-recognition.