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sunset photo: red at the base, a strip of yellow, blue at the top. the top and bottom are black. The horizon is stretched, and the image is blurred a bit, so it resembles an eye or an oval tunnel.

You’ve been trying. I see it.

What’s happening now isn’t because of who you are, dear readers. Let’s continue to try. So you consumed too much ice cream, got wicked creative, were fascinated by death, made decisions with your gut, wrote inappropriate film dialogue. And?

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Tucker Lieberman seated in a wine-colored armchair, wearing a similarly colored T-shirt. He's in his 40s, white, blue-eyed, balding and bearded. He has a quizzical expression.

Am I the right kind of gay and trans for you?

Why our identities matter so much to us, why we bring them up, and why we use our favorite labels. My identity isn’t a bargaining chip. It’s an intangible. Try to touch it. It’ll vanish. The label denotes the space through which breath and fire passes.

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What Rude Magic Is This (A Poem)

With the background of how I wrote it. I didn’t know what to do with three poems I lost and half-forgot. Now I hear Jacob’s epiphany as a kind of rude magic. The poems come back to me.

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