To Be a Man

What does it mean to be a man?
The answer is uncertain, but 
I know that being a man 
Is not what it’s made out to be 

My body is not like the ones 
On magazine covers, my 
Hair is not as coarse as the hair 
On his chest, and his voice 
Reverberates in a way 
Mine never could 

I’m too short, too fat,
Too feminine, too nice, 
Too emotional, too uncertain

But why is it wrong to
Be a man and cry?

I cry for our masculinity
Because if it’s so easy to break, 
What is the point in having it?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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February 6, 2018 at 8:00 AM
Your reflections are heartwarming. I look forward to reading more of your poetry, A.D.
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