I. When I began thinking about hormonal transition—long after I had articulated a gender of in-betweenness to myself—it was in the middle of a long...
Archive for tag: Body of a Poem
Body of a Poem: A Collection of Unfinished Statements
I felt sexy for the first time in a long time when I first wore a binder, like my body was finally something that belonged...
Body of a Poem: La Loca
I remember it like it was today because it was yesterday, maybe this week, this month, or I’m not sure. I remember a group of...
Body of a Poem: editorial discretion
What it doesn’t feel like: A constant, inherent, unerring wrongness—marrow-deep and strangling like mis-delivered chromosomes tied around my neck. A wrong order, a mistake in...
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