is that a dead bird outside my windo...
ohh, shit, there's a hole in the screen–
a tiny, feline-sized hole. i coulda swore i closed that thing.
felix?
spss spss spss.
feeeeliiiiix.
spss spss spss.
my boy would answer me if he could hear me. he always answers me.
flix!
s-p-s-s.
sixteen years, man, and this is how you wanna go?
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I am a non-binary, trans-masc writer. I work to dismantle internalized structures of oppression, such as the gender binary, class, and race. My writing is personal but anecdotally points to a larger political picture of systemic injustice.
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