Gender euphoria is standing in a women’s dressing room wearing all men’s clothes, down to the boxers. It’s learning there’s a ‘t-word’...

A hand held in the dark, Different than that swinging lope Of our daylight lark. The gentle squeeze, comfort, trope. If I could lace with...

I recorded a song on the piano I fell in love alone in the grass I thanked the stars just for being there even if their love was already...