L.G.

i know im a dyke because, today i listened to joan jett sing season of the witch on repeat like ten times while driving thru my favorite secret wooded road and by the end of the road, i was a river. why do so many trans people call themselves River? it's okay. we all have our ways. don’t need internalized transphobia infecting this poetry. i go to nature to remind my body that it itself is nature. perhaps that is why we call ourselves River Forest Tortuga Tree Star Bear Sky .may we remember we are living breathing things when we return to the world of the dead. the fairies remind us of this, cross dressing between the trees, i chop my titties off so the blood can rename me so the smoke of the memory of all the queer ancestors we never got to meet embraces us again and again andagain i hope one day our parents get to see what good stewards to the land we are. i hope they become proud of you and me. honoring. remembering. this body is a temple there could be a stone butch shortage today and if tomorrow was the last day, i’d get off my hormones in two seconds to remind y’all of the stoneness that made me into the man i am today. i hope my parents get to see and maybe be proud of me