Category: citizen trans* {project}


  • I broke my mother’s “Trump 2024” mug on purpose, but I told her it was an accident.

              Red, white, and blue. An orange-faced felon. My mother’s favorite mug staring at me with the other water-spotted dishes in the sink that I had avoided too long. My finger pads, and blood, are the same shade as the red on the cup, the red of the flag, and they…

  • Allegiance to Allah

    I pledge allegiance to Allah, to God not the God of presidents or bombs but Allah, the Compassionate, the Merciful. Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem: in the name of Allah, I pledge allegiance to a world without genocide, without carceral slavery, as al-Qahhar, as-Salam, the Peaceful Subduer wishes. I pledge allegiance to Allah, O’Gentle Allah, al-Latif that…

  • SOUL-SUCKER

    I would be lying if I didn’t say I never believed in eternal damnation, if I was never told I was dirty, filthy after being told “I love you.” We crowd in fear. We tuck our tongues against our molars and hope– I am your wannabe dyke fag who you say is unreal. You call…

  • Spirals

    Spirals

    Burning, raging, fire, quench the fear of a moment. I reach to hold my destination to my chest–yet. Gray, broken bodies drag my spine towards the ground. I search for peace among dragged empires that tumble forward towards uncertain rule. Tell me, how might it feel to fall? Do you understand the truth of scorched…

  • in regards to fermi’s paradox

    on what i can only assume was a beautiful day enrico fermi proposed a problem that everyone understood a cosmic ouroboros head to tail, beginning to end the eternal return to the infernal question: are we alone in the universe? and we’ll spend the rest of our lives answering it i. the great filter. hope…

  • The Other Side of the Mirror

    There is something deeply fragile about a world where a man in a suit, with a flag pin on his lapel, gets to decide whether trans people deserve rights. Yet here we are. Trump is back, and with him comes the same old fear mongering, the same policies designed to make life unbearable for anyone…

  • Thanksgiving Dinner

    we went back to the desert in the house of ruspoli and at Thanksgiving dinner, a guy who shared my name offered us a ride in a sand dune vehicle like a quad but vicious and we accepted (fools) he drove like a madman through joshua trees the spotlight of the car creating tall shadows,…

  • It’s Up To You, What’s Your Pleasure?

    I want to reach deep inside myself and give you glitter. I want to give you love is love t-shirts and love wins enamel pins and glossy blue and yellow HRC bumper stickers. I want to give you bachelorette parties at Discovery. I want to give you rainbow floodlights painting the Broadway Bridge. I want…

  • Siren Sapphics

    Hymn for 2025 Oh siren, whose blend was commenced on the day Of women nationwide, how you turn the tide With your one half female, one half fishtail form, You live as hybrid. Your likeness printed on espresso bean bags I slice open with stainless-steal shears and sift My human being through your sieving breaststrokes.…

  • Sometimes Surviving Is Becoming a Bit of a Furry

    By “cope” I mean, we are wolves now. A shower is a cave is a den. I want to play pretend and not pretend.