#trans persistence

We reach, find each other over miles, generations. Huddle close as if we are rocks in the windstorm, just need one side of me to not bite, gnaw. It is all bearable if I have this, it will be bearable so long as there’s this. We stop looking up, there is no fruit in the trees, we stop singing, we have no voice. All I have is this, it will all be bearable so long as I have this. Our skin grows and grows, we sink beneath the weight but still we lift, still we walk, it is bearable if I have this. We do not see, don’t look to see, don’t know if anything has changed, all I know is I have this, I’m okay if I have this.