In nine short months I hope to enter
the eighth decade of my life, with...
She was crying
like I could never stop her...
Men sent back to Mars
women vamoose to Venus...
Do we ever really die
Or is this just a fabled lie...
White papers all over
in the room's every corner...
Nature’s reality
Flowers in the warm sun...
I have flown through thousands of winds
broken my wings...
Being a gender is too tight
a dungeon...
What if there were no more mountains:
when I stand out naked to the stars...
There is no escaping
my body has gotten tired...
Life represents itself in many different colors
darker shades are meant for me...
For the sake of silence,
we have to distance ourselves...