Author Archives: cistotrans

About cistotrans

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

Calls

The coyote calls Starlight falls upon the boughs Spring nights are alive ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my writing by sharing it with others with attribution and linking back or buying one of my poetry collections from the Kindle store. … Continue reading

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Goddess

Sclerotic words ossify within my head Making it heavier with every passing moment Weighting me down to nod and jerk Fain gravity causes me to tumble in fear of trampling By horses and men in dizzy rushing While the blue … Continue reading

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Fucks

I used to care But the fucks They dried up After choking on dusty dreams Poured down my throat By those who used to fuck me ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my writing by sharing it with others with attribution … Continue reading

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Gambol

It’s all a gamble So enjoy a gambol From time to time In fragrant fields of thyme Take a stroll on the beach Or swing from a beech Stuff is always due And there’s always plenty to do Just don’t … Continue reading

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Reckless

I yearn to drive the tangents At speeds reckless To feel the pull of motion Freeing me from the pedestrian ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my writing by sharing it with others with attribution and linking back or buying one … Continue reading

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Cleaved

The past falls away As if cleaved Leaving us lighter To enter the future But aching at the loss ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my writing by sharing it with others with attribution and linking back or buying one of … Continue reading

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Coins

Coins of the realm Swim like fry to the sea Becoming sunken treasure For those willing to plunder Davey Jones’s locker ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my writing by sharing it with others with attribution and linking back or buying … Continue reading

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