Wednesday, Eighth of September Prose Poetry Prompt: J.D. Harms via Ann Marie Steele warmth — endless meanderings over such seemingly smooth, richly textured, closer brazenly searing when drawn up through questing curious tips plushness — dabbed repeatedly, following paths known and not all the ends, the varying centers every deserving place in between…

Our life has become a collection of silences: Tense silences: So ear-splittingly loud that thoughts flee before them into a sea of red. A white-knuckled wheel, driving somewhere. Anywhere to escape the bleakness that follows. Spatial silences: Two bodies whirling away on tethers stretched too thin Succumbing to a quiet law mandating An…

Musings The need to surrender is one of the great paradoxes of love. Surrender may seem like giving up. Or giving in. In reality, we are strengthened, when we actively choose to make ourselves vulnerable. We are empowered by sharing our deepest self with another person. Offering our fears, our soul, our life. Surrender is an…

A melancholy short She hadn’t meant to find it; it seemed to jump from the shelf into her hands. She looked at it, disbelieving, the faded brown leather, well worn in the creases, but the lacing still strong and well knotted. …

We Play Differently In The Islands — “How did you find me?” I snake a hand around her waist, letting my fingers delve into the comfort of her hip. I smile, but nod noncommittally. “Are we still playing?” I nuzzle into her ear, brushing aside the hair she keeps long on the top and one side, brushing…

Sometimes…I cry Sometimes, I shout Sometimes…I lie Sometimes, I pout

Tell me in a whisper That glides across my skin Weave a trail of pebbles roused that stir the need within

I don't think many people are at the point yet where they see the brows and don't expect the rest: the lashes, the mascara, the foundation, the lips. But, of course, you might get accused of putting on "woman-face." So far, I haven't run into this, even though brows are the "only" facial stuff I do anymore. But the clothes and behavior "complete" the picture for those not yet far enough along on their social re-construction, so I'm going to say that's why I don't get hassled.

That's you not being mean, denigrating, or disrespectful. However, you are in no position — as far as I know — where you can extend that civility beyond yourself to places where it actually might do something meaningful for trans people as a whole. If you were in such a…