Bad Dreams

I don’t know where they come from. Perhaps they’re part of the communal transgender zeitgeist, a pulse we all feel where ever we are like an extended organism. Thrummm, Thrummm, it goes on and it occasionally crossed by a disturbance, a ripple in the fabric. Are these the sources of my anxiety? Is this why…… Continue reading Bad Dreams

More than five years past

There are things that just hit you like a bolt out of the blue. You realize that you’ve a half a decade lost in a miasma of shifting veils learning to be this new and different version of yourself. Was the person before not you and is this a truer you? Is it perhaps just…… Continue reading More than five years past

Two hundred ninety five

Sometime over the next two or three weeks the counter will flip and I will have written more than three hundred posts. Non fiction mostly with a solid  count of poems. Enough to fill a book, which is incredibly shocking. I wasn’t much of a writer, I still remember going to the Dartmouth bookstore, having…… Continue reading Two hundred ninety five

On being happy

I would have to say that this is really not a trans subject. This is a paean to the blessings of a good life, and the joy of choosing attainable goals. I only describe my vision of a happy life. Yours may be different. Mine won’t look like this in ten years or maybe it…… Continue reading On being happy