The following is a poem I wrote one day, as I was rationalizing about my crossdressing on New Year’s Eve. Carolyn Kay’s – Closet Thoughts Another year starts on this beautiful day, and if you read on I have something to say. I have seen more than sixty of these days come and go, fifty-five of which I had a secret in my soul. If this secret was to be known by those I love, everything would change without help from […]