Big Words

السيرة: 

Claude Kempen is a trans nonbinary writer from Berlin, currently pursuing a PhD in nonbinary theory and memoir at the University of Melbourne. Kempen’s non-fiction work delves into experiences of nonbinary transition (https://www.torch.ox.ac.uk/article/the-answer-is-neither), navigating the loss of their mother (https://anthrodes.hypotheses.org/280), as well coercive and corrective genital surgery during childhood (https://archermagazine.com.au/2024/09/intersex-bottom-dysphoria-hymenect...). One of their poems was published in transcodiert, a Berlin-based queer magazine.

IG handle: @claudekempen

Email: c.kempen@unimelb.edu.au

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Claude Kempen. "Big Words". كحل: مجلّة لأبحاث الجسد والجندر مجلّد 11 عدد 3 (16 كانون الأول/ديسمبر 2025): ص. -. (تمّ الاطلاع عليه أخيرا في تاريخ 17 كانون الأول/ديسمبر 2025). متوفّر على: https://kohljournal.press/ar/node/476.
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Piss Trick 

Using a bedpan was not on my bucket list  this year
Then again, I didn’t really use it 
                                                                                I missed
Nothing like surgery to boost your confidence
I can’t get up so I 
                                                                                sit in it 
for a little while

I hear
Ma’am you pissed yourself let me clean that up

Naaaahh
it’s Sir you pissed yourself 
You know, we gotta get it right since I really applied myself an’ all 
I watched those water sound videos to get things flowing 
I meditated on that piss 

I’m no Sir either 
but it winds me up less
You gotta give me that 
I just used a bed pan, for Christ’s sake 

 

Boomerang Bloodlust

Drive a knife through your breast
Tie a noose around your neck
Proclaim your sins to the city folk
You have betrayed
Kick the stool under your feet 
And tell them what you have done
Not often does bloodlust come over me, but it has come

What you’ve done to me 
It’s gonna come back like a boomerang
Twist the knife and watch your face 
I’m only young but I manage the force
And you know how young I am 
I turn around and proclaim that it is done
Not often does bloodlust come over me, but it has come 

Return three days later to make sure you won’t return 
Under the eyes of me, under the eyes of this town, you burn
Bright and hot like the rage within 
Calmer, ever calmer as I let the flames wash over me 
It is done, truly done
Not often does bloodlust come over me, but it has come 

I am an honest man, a kind one even
But this revenge 
You had it coming 
I am sure you understand
An eye for an eye
A lie for a lie, both of them yours
Sun shines again over my kingdom 
Not often does bloodlust come over me
And it has gone

 

Big Words 

You say your nesting partner 
is on E
so you can’t go on T
           yet
nesting partner
seems a big word in your mouth 
too big for what it is,
lovers turned flatmates turned friends
or I’m a judgmental bitch

          it’s sweet really, this
endocrine care, this
pre-pubescent foresight
          the fact that two teenage adults
would be too much 
for the nest

          the t4t of our dreams 
personified in front of me 

PS you look good with big words in your mouth

 

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