Falling back in love with being human: letters to lost souls

Dear reader --

To the ones whose bodies shall shake the heavens --

To a lost sister --

To the ones who didn't cry --

To the compulsive caregivers --

To the girl trying to be a magic mirror when she is in fact a secret door --

To the sisterhood of trans femmes --

To a trans femme of color child from a trans femme of color ancestor --

To all the boys I've loved before who didn't love me back --

To the confabulists --

To the fantasy man I still long for --

To the deathwalkers --

To the church of social justice --

To Jesus Christ --

To the runaways --

To the martyrs --

To the goddesss of whores and all her children --

To the Johns --

To the trans exclusionary radical feminists --

To J.K. Rowling --

To the ones who hurt me --

To the ones who watched --

To the goddess of vengeance and the goddess of mercy --

To the exiled --

To the ones who disappeared --

To a girl who has forgotten who she is in the fog of late-stage digital capitalism --

To the Animorphs --

To the sidekicks --

To the outlaws --

To the ones this world was never made for --

To me, from a revolutionary trans femme of color living in the distant future.