Guess My Name This is my girly time! I was a boy for so long and now I’m taking it all off! I’m mooning Rumpelstiltskin. I’m weaving gold bars apart into spidersilk complete with real mechanical spiders. These are futures—these webs diverging. Some of them are coming, gushing out of holes I’ve made in my body just by looking too hard. I’m like the superhero. I want no face! I’m eagerly awaiting the whoosh. I love myself so much I’m like I’m in magic school. What am I terrified of? Ran San Fransisco in a day. My toes kiss the cold floor of my house. I’m freezing in here! There’s so much to be delivered. I’m the lovebot’s midwife. I’ll cut off my past. I’ll eats lots of purple ice cream. I’ll be as skinny as a fly. It will taste like orchids! I’ll fuck like an elephant! I’ll tongue every crack in the wall. I’ll take lots of trips down the quarry ravine. I’ll swim in the dust pools. I’ll eat raw perfume. Anything can happen!
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Fiction, poetry, creative nonfiction, and art selected for phoebe's Winter 2019 issue.