Least Read Poems About Transgender

I have a cracked hand mirror
(Tis not a mirror for looking at my hands!)
It still reflects everything
I bought it in a charity shop
About six years ago
It obviously wasn't cracked back then!
Ive used this hand mirror approximately
One thousand five hundred times!
Yet rarely seen my face in it
But helps me see
Everything i need to
It's not my eyes
That dilate!

by Jemia