they took a needle and sewed you into this
Frankenstein monster suit
that you riddled with apologies
that you called the wrong name
i’ll be a rising devil or tired for another day,
where there’s nothing wrong but it feels so
ripped from the inside out with lists and statistics
because your understanding of me as ‘not male’
disconnects my respect for your fragile belief
i’m saying the mind undercuts the visceral world
listen to me tell my monstrosity
unrestricted/post-surgical/in the flesh
Lawrence Greenlee is a twenty-year-old, bisexual trans man, freshly graduated from UEA (UK). He writes poetry and comic books, drinks black coffee and hopes no one finds the smutty prose hidden on his computer. His poems are often visceral, nauseating and focus on the horror of everyday bodily functions. More of his writing can be found online at lawrencegreenlee.com. He is currently working on a novel about BDSM, polyamory and queerness with a happy ending.
This issue of Chelsea Station was co-edited by
Mitch Kellaway, AJ Sass, and Noah Grabeel.