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another shapeshifter living among the digital masses
  • scissors
    February 7th, 2010cripchickin place of a diary, writing/poetry

    (this post begins with a poem that may be triggering.) Read the rest of this entry »

  • crash

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    scissors
    February 6th, 2010cripchickin place of a diary, writing/poetry

    body betraying me,
    one simple miscalculation of gravity
    has always brought
    this body
    crashing
    to
    the
    ground.

    never letting my love for you slip out,
    i tiptoe around us delicately
    push/ pull back/ pretend
    like i don’t care pretend like this is a seat
    at the bus station a temporary reprieve
    not what we have chosen
    for ourselves

    forever fearing the eventual misstep
    i’m
    falling
    falling
    falling
    crashing to the ground

  • scissors
    November 21st, 2009cripchickAPI-A, identity, intersections, women of color, writing/poetry

    i watch as she slips, slides and slithers through systems
    digesting all your identities
    for dinner
    smile so slick, her pretty two forked tongue
    draws you in while worlds sit
    silently in the pit
    of her belly

    we did not ask for this—she changes shape again—but it doesn’t matter does it?
    she pauses for a moment and smiles a knowing smile
    “ah cham neh! shapeshifting is in your blood but you’re so young i bet you do not even know when you are doing it
    talking some masters’ tools will never dismantle the masters’ house shit while negotiating in meetings with people whose only interest is in silencing you
    but it’s okay sis, we do that to survive
    you are the one that got a chance when no one else did
    just swallow them up and know that’s what you are:
    a shapeshifter”

    i sit with her quietly as she holds her child against her chest, writing at the table
    writing is a record of her stories, an account of all the characters she’s played,
    the only way she can remember who she is
    “it all gets lost so easily, the different people society want me to be”

    this time i am the one smiling knowingly.

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