Care: A Pro Trans?gression in Three Parts Katie “Kit” Gorton

CARE: A PRO TRANS?GRESSION IN THREE PARTS

Katie “Kit” Gorton

December

Love, I— No

Care. Care, I hope you take something from your time with me. I hope I have an effect on you. That I am not something you speak about jokingly, like some of your past cares because I am Not something to be ashamed of.

I hope I believe that.

Care, you convinced me to care and now that I care, you want me to stop.

No, you don’t. You want me to still care You don’t want me to suffer, but you want me to fast, to take your fill and avoid the expectation of needing to care. — I hope that that’s a lie, Care. And I hope I do not fall for it. Care, I would be so good for you.

I would be everything I need for you. Care, in my dreams I come back and you’re waiting. You touch my hand softly and you say you take it all back, that You are the person I deserve. Care, I hope I do not fall for it. I hope I do not fall. I hope I can care more. That I cannot care.

Care, I will need so much care, But I beg of you, please, Do not tempt me. I do not want to fall.

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January

Care,

I don’t know if we truly would have been happy, but I can see it.

I involuntarily imagine it. I hear a song and my head creates nonexistent memories of the Moments when I inevitably fall. Care, I wish I could go back.

You’ve had a long day, and it’s a cold, windy night. We can’t hear it though. We are slow dancing in your lamp lit room, My arm around your waist, Your hand in mine. I dip you and scatter quick, excited and honest kisses on your cheeks and chin.

You laugh and it is Lightning and Ease, Care. And we both pull in a little closer. February

New Message

To: Care

From one poet to another, the snow is wonderful right now

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