I know I strut When I walk Keep my head up And make eye contact I raise my voice And get louder To get your attention I hold my head high And take command Of the room I know these are All the things you see But please don’t call me macho
You don’t see me Open doors for women And men And the people still deciding You don’t hear me say Please and thank you Or ask a friend for help Or cry on someone’s shoulder When my pet dies You don’t see the panic attacks The self-doubt, the depression The terminal aloneness Please don’t call me macho
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Men are Garbage –
It’s a simple statement;
It’s an honest statement.
Even the nice men,
The happy men,
The secure men,
Even men fighting for equality,
They, too, are Garbage.
I am Garbage –
They can work to
Not be Garbage, but
Men are Garbage –
Toxic men, and
Insecure men, and
Selfish men, and
Men who encourage other men,
Fuel this dumpster fire
Of Garbage men.
I don’t want to be Garbage, but
I am a man, so
I am Garbage –
James Pack examines masculinity and anxiety in “Men Are Garbage,” a book of poetry in which he reflects on childhood trauma and his time as a nightclub bouncer.
James Pack 