Body of a Poem: The Public Won’t Let Me Be Personal

Body of a Poem: The Public Won’t Let Me Be Personal

Been wanting to get a haircut. Maybe clip my nails. Perhaps give away a toe or two. A hand, then the arm. Just give it...

Body of a Poem: Transition as Act of Consent//Writing as Act of Consent//Ghosts as Act of Consent

Body of a Poem: Transition as Act of Consent//Writing as Act of Consent//Ghosts as Act of Consent

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...