POEM: Erasure

I have been called names.
Many different names.
Many humiliating, degrading, insulting, and erasing names.
A non-man.
A bonus hole.
A person with vagina.
A menstruator.
A uterus owner.
A birthing person.
A chest feeder.
A womxn.
And the ultimate slur,
A ciswoman.
Well, no.
I am not any of these things.
I am a woman.
And I will not have it any other way.