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If I could fly

If I could fly I would go towards the second star to the right and straight on till morning If I could fly I would join the fairies and all…

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Euphoria: Pending

6.30am: You’re awake Alarm: 6.42am School: You grunt You don’t want to go. Maybe you could say you’re ill, Lie to your mum, tell her you’re not well. You look…

Non-Fiction
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Postcards from Childhood

1. Your voice falters, during the descant at a Sunday service. Singing comes very naturally to you; your mother sometimes tells a tale, perhaps apocryphal, that you were singing before…

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Waning

TW: brief mention of violence Words, loaded with wounds accelerated beating when they shoot Labels, narrowness, asphyxiating taking up the space cutting off the breath Gazes, flooded with prejudice becoming…

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A Binary Ore Refinery

Two heavy pistons side-by-side, Standing ominously tall and ten feet wide, Shaking the ground as they alternate in quivering heat, (In quick succession thrumbing a hearty beat), Symbiotically powering a…

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Words (they fail me)…

I wish I had the words. No, I wish I had the right words. The words which could give sufficient meaning to the overwhelming sense of concern and bleakness that…

Non-Fiction
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Newborn

When I was 6 years old, I saw Ziggy Stardust for the first time. An instant but hazy connection, like an old family member I never knew I had. In…

Books
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Surrendering to Who You Are

Gender dysphoria is like a badly cut suit; it rubs in all the wrong places. Dysphoria is probably one of the most painful emotional experiences, but then I don’t have…

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Coded

The follicles shooting out from my head, dropping in oceanic waves to my thighs My crown that is revered in so many cultures, a symbol of femininity The softness that…

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