the trans woman city, a view from the tower.
i talked to a man today. he wore the whole of palestine on his wrist. we were both sleepless creatures. i get off the bus. i get on the bus. grip challah tightly. the bands were either his lovers or his sisters. i do not remember.
meet friends. drive. art night. i play the characters they love. scared of scaring. sex to me is about scaring. audrey... audrey... audrey... she will be mine soon enough. i should hold no expectations, come as you are, but i do. images.
"denver is a trans woman".
i stare out at the night and wish she was here with me.
ride the elevator down man, close the hatches. hold memory close. memories haunt, i wish i had an enemy.
i get to be odd. i get to love her. i get to talk about her.
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