I’m going to visit my trans sisters up north.

I’m hoping the trip will bring me back to life

and reignite a feminine spark.

 

It’s already June and

I’ve hardly gone out in girl mode all year.

I haven’t been giving myself quality time.

I’m becoming more closeted.

 

So I’m looking forward to good meals,

dance parties,

laughter,

community,

shopping,

seeing old friends,

and wearing whatever I want.

 

But I’m also looking forward

to the aftereffects,

to the hunger for more

gender euphoria,

to the fire that will burn through

my barriers and excuses.

 

I am hoping that

time in my own skin

will resurrect me.