Tagged gender roles


She’s a boy in lace
a guy in cotton
a son in silk.
She’s a gentleman in linen
a bloke …


> I.

Out of fuckin’ nowhere, my former jazz instructor appears,
crashing out through the back of my closet, chortling …


Dead Set On

scabby kneed
legs pumping—

ratty band aid hanging
on her index finger
road rash
on her …