Spring

My shambled mind
Is a shotgun shack
With ramshackle thoughts
Of jumbles gone to seed
May the April showers
Not drown me
Before they bloom
In May

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About cistotrans

A Seattle-area trans woman seeking a happy spot to stay at along the path of transition.
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