REAL BOY

WRITTEN & CREATED BY AGOSTO CANTANTE

I need to move. 

It’s 8am. I should get up 

I’m so lazy. 

I’m so tired. 

I need to get up. 

It’s 10 am. 

I should take my meds. 

I should get up- It’s nearly 9. 

Am I awake? 

The pawn walks in his straight line, one square at a time. 



It’s 11am. I wonder what everyone else is doing. I shouldn’t be living like this. 

Breathe. 

Come on. 

Come on. 

Come on. 

GET UP. 

Do you know how lucky you are? 

To have a family like this? 

A family that accepts your transness and coddles you. To get to live like this? 

In times like these. 

When isn’t it “times like these”?

I need to get up. 

I have to eat something before 1pm.

If I were real I couldn’t live like this.

Get up.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Agosto Cantante (he/him) is a neurodivergent Transgender man from Mexico City. He wanted to submit something he wrote and drew about his depression, autism, and internalized transphobia.