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Shave

I shave Because I am afraid I shave Because I’m scared of what they’ll say I agree smooth legs look nicer. Nicer on men too. Yet for men, not to…

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X signifying nothing

CN: descriptions of violence, death, the Pulse and Xalapa shootings. x is for the bodies piling up. in xalapa. in pulse. in our hearts and minds. x is for the…

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You look good with your hair long

CN: dysphoria long hair in dark waves, suffocating, thick, noosed curl, tightly knotted, curtaining my disgruntled face; in these old photos that you praise, I’m not coyly blushing beneath those…

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What is Your Gender?

What is your gender? A question ever present, hanging in the air, never satisfied. Sometimes written, sometimes spoken. Asked with eyes, with a raised eyebrow, with a slight pause. You…

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The Potter

I loved someone, once. He was an eagle. He was cloaked in galaxies; seated in clouds. Tall. Confident. O Captain, my Captain; adulthood and sophistication teetered in the hook of…