BO, rattail, tenderness—my lover Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes! in bed with Bowie & me.
The HRT anthem, Beth jokes at parties. Should I tell you? Still, I giggle until they teach me, Trans magic. Something about mirror neurons, Ramachandran, phantom limbs. They kiss my smile lines, thumb my temples. Poof—the cock is Beth’s. I ask to be fucked, Please, sir. No, I won’t reveal the trick. Tattooed shoulders in a tight muscle T, Beth enters me with gender affirming care. My first time T4T, they know what I need. I know how it feels: Beth is in me, takes my breath. I open. To the edge
of tears, they fuck me. I’m coming into myself as a woman. Oh, god— Do you deserve our love story? I said that time may change me … Beth comes inside, across, beyond— & we all can. Can’t we?
