2022 Poem Eleven

CW: Alcoholism, substance abuse. addiction For Jack Daniels   There was a time I would try to drink myself sober. Jack Daniels was a mistress that everyone knew I had- captivating me as soon as my tongue tasted him. A glass bottle full of magic…

2022 Poem Ten

CW: Eugenics, June 2022 current events but not named specifically   Catching up on the news means: relearning that justice doesn’t exist and that people don’t learn. I was born to be: a canary in a coal mine; the PSA on who you aren’t supposed…

2022 Poem Nine

CW: Brain/head injury   I need to forgive me for what I forget as my brain has been scrambled 12 too many times. Bruising the several pounds of flacid bacon inside my skull was not my plan but here we are. The electric signals don’t…

2022 Poem Eight

CW: Illusions/references to domestic violence Reflections on One More Theory on Pandemic Polyamory   I’m sorry I did that. Nothing I write could change anything I said or did. Or, more accurately, didn’t do. How could I have chosen to believe her? Over you? I…

2022 Poem Seven

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…

2022 Poem Five

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….

2022 Poem Four

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  …

2022 Poem Three

CW: Mild potential body horror throughout the poem Untitled   I don’t plan on having arthritic bones to dig up. No anthropologist will be able to answer if my hips belonged to a boy or a girl. Instead, my ribs will grow a tree. A…