Everything I know about music I learned from Jimmy Ray Casey. He had a perm, and a mustache, and wore cut-off jeans just like Daisy Duke. It was the British Motor Repair that brought us…
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Ghosts Are Full Here as the Hungry Half Moon Rises
And so am I, full with the imprints of time and memory. I am rich in soul, yet I’m hungry for more. It’s not a feast I want: I want what singer Sam Garrett wants,…
Frankenstein’s Monster and the Things We Don’t Know
I don’t know a trans guy who wants bottom surgery. I don’t know a trans guy who knows what it entails. I know eight trans guys who did a brief Google image search before clearing…
Something I Might Mistake For Beauty
At my appointment with the first doctor who might finally name the nebulous illness I’ve suffered with for seven years, the intake form requests I list my symptoms; a hazard of myprofession that every ache…