I remember that hard day,
the day I turned to stone,
how my heart filled with such dismay
horror-struck to the bone.Words floated in the smoky air
and zeroed in on me
and stung me in my fleshy-chair
word-wasps and angry bee.
I broke out, far down the road
so many years gone by
and there laid down that heavy load
of stone, beneath blue skiesand put on my warm softest flesh
and bloomed in my true form…
me, grown in stable gender-creche
and at last here…reborn.
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