late May 1983
It is like the devil’s claw in me
Struck-bug on a pin-board
Gaping in paralytic silence
The space between long moments
Life, tearing in half, tearing away
Blind, divine school boys
Plucking her wings away from-
Here the sky goes on for years
Agog and agape, tremors that
rock this wooly wooden frame
quickly wings beating
faster pleading please
‘do not do this thing to me’
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The Maenad (She/Hers) Transgender Goddess, an activist, artist, poet, publisher, sex worker, and author of creative non-fiction, erotica, fantasy, and science fiction.
Her work has appeared @corporealitmag @engendered @gutslutpress @fahmidanjournal @redplanetmag @wickedgayways @365tomorrows, within the Gongfarmer’s Almanac and on Madwomen in the Attic.
Her first chapbook, a work of trans erotic liberation, the Ishtar Cycle, is available from @lupercaliapress
Find her @dreaminggynoid on Twitter and @scarlet_maenadum on IG
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