There was a man whose job it wasto log the cost of burning a sodomite to death.So many pesos for the lumber, so many reales for rope,so much for leather gloves and flint.He formed the numbers carefully,judicious with quill on vellum,massaged cramped fingers and shifted his seat,finally walked home. There were hundreds,thousands of this somebody…
While canvassing for Democratic candidates, I spoke with a MAGA Republican who told me that his neighbor was a trans woman. He believed that being trans was a mental illness because God made you either a man or a woman, so gender can’t change. He asked me, rhetorically, “Have you ever thought that you were a…
Denial is a statement, it’s not happening again, it won’t happen again. I refuse to let it happen again, I state, as if I control anything… As though I didn’t run away during the first term, obtaining a Bachelor’s degree in Biology and being a dual Canadian-American citizen. I did, until the pandemic dragged me back…
“Is it cold in the water?” Down thereriverbed girl kneels,palms reaching, knees bent,into oxidized sand. They say she’s hiding there,but you stillsee her —seismic,beckon worlds:Come build twin mountains.My chest is bared. In prayer her body repeatsitself. Girl echoes —Plunge your hands into cool clay,feel her churnthe energetic earth,and arise then fullof element. So gently she tilts back,arcs her heart…