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A masc person sits outside stooped over in sadness. They are in full shadow.

My Lifelong Dream Destroyed

I am about to admit the most shallow, egotistical part of myself I can think of. You ready? Since I was very small, I have dreamed of being famous. Now, I don't think that's a terribly shocking thing for many people. Before the current culture'

Transgender Men in Ancient Roman Literature

Transgender Men in Ancient Roman Literature

Back when I was reading Virgil's The Aeneid—an epic that invigorated me and showed me that there is such a thing as incredible polytheist writing—a throwaway line caught my eye. It occurred in the most compelling of The Aeneid's books, "The World Below,

I Liked My Mother Better Fat

I Liked My Mother Better Fat

Hello from Florida, one of the last places a transgender person should be in the so-called United States starting in a few weeks. I'm here for the unveiling of my grandfather's tombstone and, appropriately for the event, a lot of trauma has reared its head less

Untitled Genderfluid Poem

You can't destroy me I phase too swiftly Like the breath past the Edge of your front teeth Before you've realized That you exhaled

The Election and My Experience With Claircognizance (Psychic Knowing)

On October 17th, I noted in my spiritual journal: “I preferred another few weeks of peace instead of my claircog working for the election.” I wasn’t looking to know. I was just lying in bed with Grace, as I do every day now. We were snuggling after doing some

another poem for Grace

Thousands of years of star tracking All coming down to you Scrunching your nose at where that Red, ugly man stills in the lion and saying, "Ew." --Us, realizing he'll be right on our Sun and Midheaven

A (Trans) Ode to a Modern Muse

Oh! Modern Muse, Your name Grace I cry Drip your sorrows (Lola) unto me Open a cavern like Gaia Where I can lay, wet and warm As I sing to thee the tale Of our mutual Becoming