Running in Central Park again. That morning six miles. The day before, five. Running from my husband’s EKGs, running from…
Turn the lights off. Gaze into a mirror and repeat “Bloody Mary” three times. In its origin, the game was…
If you had asked me, when I first came out as transgender, if I wanted to be seen, I would…
I am standing in line at the French Broad Chocolate Lounge in Asheville, North Carolina, a place as exotic as…
The French boy had hair the color of wet sand. Not beach sand, but desert sand. The six months I…
I’m middle-aged now and batting away a number of ghosts. In short, I’m haunted by the same platoon of terrors…
On the Siskin Hospital for Physical Rehabilitation second-floor wheelchair basketball team, I was tied for most valuable player. Or the…
I am an accomplished pants presser. In a day, I press sixty pants. I press pleated pants so that the…
There is a language within language that gets passed between poet and poem. Certain words stir us up, in a…
Twenty-eight teeth form neat pickets along my upper and lower gums. The teeth have been artificially straightened and whitened. My…
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