Living Truth

When I was in college I regularly attended counseling sessions at the (be shocked) the counseling center. Every time I went I had to fill out a form identifying who I was, how I was feeling etc etc. The form asked me to identify my gender. Each time I would cross out gender, write sex, … Continue reading Living Truth

Please Stop You’re Scaring Me

The song spills into my ears as fingers fly faster over keys straining under the constant tempo it hasn't seen in years. Beg me, beg me, the words are spilling and we are here. The villains in my head are begging for a hero and we are finally here, watching as the wall tumbles the … Continue reading Please Stop You’re Scaring Me

Living Between Two Genders

I know that I normally write poetry with the occasional smattering of short stories, letters and social commentary, but I have something I want to talk about. I want to talk about me. Shocking I know, for a blogger to speak of him or herself, but here we are, and with the title being what … Continue reading Living Between Two Genders

Nightmares

The bottle sits on the floor between the nightstand and the bed. The price tag, still on the glass, is peeling from too much contact with blindly searching fingers. The tumbler sits on marble from a life long since dead, a sticky ring of soda and whiskey preventing it from slipping along the surface. Permanent … Continue reading Nightmares