Eventually, the trees end abruptly and you are at the lake, an expanse of white, bounded by trees and ice-encrusted granite.Read More Ice Fishing – by Stephen Garrett
What could become of us? A broken child and a 30-year-old father of two girls.Read More Want – by Oskar Westin
I think maybe
I will–if only to play
at Mary Magdalene.
do you see yourself in the mirroror a different person entirely?do wide hips and a full chest look good to you on othersbut never on yourself?do you find yourself “accidentally”walking into the “wrong” bathroom?do you get strange looks when you name intereststhat are seen as “tomboyish?”do your eyes turn greenwhen you try to wear rose-tinted […]Read More transgender- by Crow