What do I see in these ghostly leave Portents of the future? Or perhaps the echoes of the past Or a mysterious allure. I see their structure clear as day See the way they work Their delicate lace pattern Revealing nature’s secrets And how it’s…

That thing, give it to me, please Your shiny clicky click-clack The faceted rock I want to squeeze A precious stone, your plastic jewels, Give them to me now. Or I’ll shoot? I’ll shoot. I need the shinies, the pretties To put them in my…

Journal Entry 247 I came across a legend, They looked to be like toadstools Homes for fae the size of shoes Too large to be normal mushrooms. My colleague saved me from disaster, Had I given in my toes would shatter For these were hard…

The tale of Crane Hill An old Military post located in the bay An old war room, updated with radar and sonar The echoing halls of a retired war zone Here the natives laid Slain by disease and Conquistador Here the soldiers died Blood spilled…

CW: pregnancy, miscarriage Me Without You   Nine years later we joke about how hard it was to pee on that stick. How nervous it all made me as 60 seconds turned into an eternity. A popsicle sized piece of plastic told me our lives…

A list of things that fit on our king sized bed with us on it: Two cats; a dozen sweatshirts; a sense of belonging I have never felt before in my life; one-eighth of our polycule; three stuffies the size of a toddler; getting lost…

Human, I have some words Some words I know are tough to say So I’ll go slow You are my human after all And regardless I love you. I just think it’s unfair That you leave me at home That you go out for ages…

CW: Dysphoria Dysphoria is my Neighbor   I no longer want to live in this neighborhood. My neighbor posts all day on NextDoor to spread lies about me. She complains about me; What I do, how I look, anything she can find to complain about….

CW: older language/reclaimed slur; religious imagery Untitled   “God blessed me by making me transexual for the same reason God made what but not bread and fruit but not wine, so that humanity might share in the act of creation.” ~ Julian K. Jarboe  …

Many believed for years that divorce was wrong A sin by religious standards, an escape for adulterers There’s even a King with whom we associate A fanciful rhyme for his wives he left Divorced, Beheaded, Died: Divorced, Beheaded, Survived There’s a lot of harm from…