I would gladly,

hungrily

press the fast forward button

on this leg of my transition

skipping over the recurring

and highly visible marks

of this second round of puberty—

albeit voluntary

 

I’m thirsty for the vision

of future me

having already

respected the process

looking back on now

with kind nostalgia

and limitless perspective

 

And If I managed to enter some deep sleep,

drooling my way through the next year or two,

I would be missing out on the ripe juiciness

of this singular moment and the discoveries

that I get to make every day

 

I chose this road

I trust this road

I love this road

 

Respect

Process

Respect

Process

 

With presence,

I find joy in the floating,

the lily pads of euphoria

when the pieces come together harmoniously,

when the shining trans gods are smiling upon me

and everything is golden

I drink deeply