Heteronym Silly Rhyme

a disorienting ditty

We Run

through life — A Poem

We run
like its what we’re meant to do
born out our mother’s womb
no language no concepts no…

New You

Trauma remade you.
That’s your story.

Can She Come Out and Play: Gender Identity and Dysphoria

Can she come out and play, today or maybe…

What We Learn About Girls From S$#@!hole Nations

The Uninvited Guest

Justice danced past each
others in the oppressive class
party
 
‘Well,
sure,
you weren’t there’
 
More than slow smiling
in…