Testika Filch Milquetoast is a bio-chemically Intersexed Drag Queen and a panelist on sex and gender issues for several colleges and universities in the northeastern United States. Born without a pituitary gland, lacking all hormones, Tess has parlayed her very unique medical history into writing, performance art, public speaking, & political activism.
What Ails You, Hermaphroditos?
each day is as a riddle
a giant game of twister
for I won't be your brother
nor shall I be your sister
I won't be your "disorder"
nor a "false" to what is "real"
I'm humyn, all too humyn
because that's the way I feel
your "science" won't define me
no matter how hard you try
nor shall your law confine me
as I breath a heavy sigh
your "faith" can not condemn me
for I have faith in my own
we will turn back your attack
'til we free your heart of stone
Poem by Testika Filch Milquetoast © 2007
Old Hat or All That
Subdued music's piercing strings,
swaying lovers are unshackled statues -
What a played-out bore!
Romance show or Roman's shower?
Laugh, lovers, yes in public.
Humor is a magic seduction.
Words from the heart have their place,
as does alluring desire,
But bonding takes place on all levels.
Pick up a new instrument,
and play something
that hasn't been heard in awhile.
Beth & Amy, self-identify as little old ladies
of the lavender persuasion with mohawks to match,
that burst in a head-on collision when they snog.
Born with CAH, outcasts from every community,
they improv perverse epitaphs at SRO comedy clubs.
Recognizing talent is a far cry
from recognizing humanity,
but we all must start somewhere.
© Testika Filch Milquetoast '07