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In Which We Stop Comparing Top Surgery to Metamorphosis By Jackson D. Moorman
In Which We Stop Comparing Top Surgery to Metamorphosis because no one passes laws to keep caterpillarsfrom becoming butterflies. No one murders butterflies because they were oncecocooned. I need new metaphors. I need language peeled to the bon…
In Which We Stop Comparing Top Surgery to Metamorphosis
because no one passes laws to keep caterpillars from becoming butterflies. No one murders
butterflies because they were once cocooned. I need new metaphors. I need
language peeled to the bone, so collar close it vibrates. Closer to the petition:
carve me into myself. Whole family on the phone as warning:
you can't take it back, we love you - but not
this. Half the country praying anesthesia twilights me gone.
How long I spent pushing against myself. The buzzcuts,
the binders, the litany of men I'd rather be. This is no soft
cocoon. No sugar water, no time to dry off in sunlight. Call it bloody
baton turned Stonewall on the cops, stitches of sapling to mend forest
sliced by fire. Hirschfeld's words reassembled from library
of ash. Lover unfurling shirt from bandaged body. To come home
to yourself, sometimes you have to do battle. Not everyone makes it. It's a privilege
to wake up happy and sore. You were smiling in your sleep, C. said. I told her,
in my dream, everyone came back and we gave them their roses.
By Jackson D. Moorman
Biography:
Jackson D. Moorman (he/him) is a queer and trans poet, organizer, and nurse who lives in Oakland with his wife and their two tiny rescue mutts. He is co-editor-in-chief of the poetry journal Frozen Sea and co-organizer of a poetry series for Palestine entitled In Water & Light. You can find him on Instagram and Twitter @jacksondmoorman.
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