Love Unwoven

Intimate Moments

while having a difficult conversation about my gender transition I asked as we've been talking do you feel you’re talking with a man or a woman she replied it feels like I'm talking with myself

Being Her

Passing

every woman is unique so I don’t mind you knowing I’m transgender there’s only one critic whose gaze cuts deep she is brutal she is kind she is Satan she is Christ when she says I don’t pass I wither beneath her scorn when she says

The Edge of Circles

Community

I know what it’s like to have zero friends from the top of the pulpit I was given the solution a role to put on the promise was simple and the only truth this turned out to be the venom of snakes when I shed that fake skin crawling

Sanctified Dust

We Are Witches

like a sailor caught at sea boys cannot save themselves from the patriarchy women must we see through the fog because of our vantage point our experience despite knowing we are the lighthouse we may look to the tower we yearn as we look inward beyond our heart deeper a

Sanctified Dust

Sandcastles

If a man wants to destroy a sandcastle he stomps on it If a woman wants to destroy it she raises the tide wave upon wave she softly whisks away the castle little by little, it erodes and with the grains of sand she creates the beach

Sanctified Dust

Atonement Contract

I don't even know what masturbation is but I know I've done it the sin next to the sin next to murder when I spray semen Christ sprays blood his pain enables my pleasure do I feel guilty? deeply like water into wine this contract turns

Being Her

Transition Anniversary

a rattle in the mind or is it my body? I can’t tell who is speaking the voices are all familiar but they layer on each other like a drum machine random notes incomprehensible melodies they speak in fragments and yet, somehow have more power than full complete novels

Nightmind

Regret

I trace back down the paths I’ve taken regretting the turns I should have made knowledge known afterwards rattles in my head useless treasure like keys found in ashes from a burned-down house

Love Unwoven

Mama Mediation

we are trying to separate why do you grasp so tightly? I offer you all the possessions including physical custody why do you insist on taking            my identity you've never loved            me oh, you've said the words done the deed dropped tears in confession but not

Nightmind

3 am

tick tock at 3 am I awake alarm set for 7 I study the patterns of my closed eyelids colors without names shapes without edges at 4 I get a drink I try my right side my back and my left I stretch my legs straight curl them to my

Nightmind

Cannabis

I'm new to the dry herb green sparkle flower here is what I notice while fermented sugars have one song the flower is a tailored suit or should I say a wardrobe full I've tried on a few one fit like sunny clouds the other a

Love Unwoven

Look at Me

when you look at me what do you see? are you seeing me now or projecting who you want me to be? do you bring up old pictures and adorn them with longing? saying that's the you capturing me in flatness we give more grace to an oak