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CHRIST without HRT becomes CIS. But Christ is spelled with HRT, and thus, Christ is not cis. Ergo: Christ was trans.

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Secret and Hidden

The difference between secret and hidden.Let’s start with intentSecret is on purposeHidden may be squirreled awayBut often it is erasurelike the gaps in records that

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Bathing

I am sinking, and there is a watch party of women who call themselvesmy kin placing bets on how good I’ll look at the bottom,

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Female Friends

I watch Joyce fail to light a cigarette against the wind. Little sparks erupting then disappearing in an instant like dying fireflies kept in a

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fever dream

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a fever dream or hallucination of a woman young sliding down ward in to dark ness until she hits awakens just as they pull her

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AUTHORIAL VOICE

The writer, aware that the telling of certain stories in the third person might, by another writer, be handled effectively as neat confessionals, sometimes laments.

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Excoriate Yourself

August 15, 1999: Densely were the belongings contained within Pauline’s cramped room. The shelves were stacked with the writings of such authors as Dworkin, Genet,

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Egg Punk

Don’t fuck with meI’ve got nineteen teeth(and they’re not even mine) I’ve got slapstickfeeling and rippedback- I’ve got a rhythmof sicknessand twodead cats. War I

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Viator

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I miss your structure, your repeating lineHave you left me forever? Will I runLike a wild dog on fleet feet, yellow eyesTerror-filled, intelligent, all-knowing? Longing

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TRAVELING COMPANION

Consciousness slips into my dreamsand imperceptibly awakes mebut the night leaves a message for meas I venture into daylight.My hand prods for a black coverednotebook.

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REM Transport

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The sleek white vans started to appear after 2 a.m., their bright hoods flashing like teeth under the string of streetlights. The whir of the

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Nocturne

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I died in a dream last night but roseagain when I rose again, I guess – Irose at dawn as usual, light rarelylets me sleep,

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A New Haunting

She had been haunted like this in ceaseless cycles. Her body hadn’t been hers for a while. But the thought of disassembling, fiber and atom

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Faults

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You were born into chaos before it became your shadow. You learned that your first heartbreak didn’t unequivocally break you, it just prepared you for

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