Falling back in love with being human: love letters to lost souls

Dear Reader

To the ones whose bodies shall shake the heavens

To a lost sister

To the ones who didn't cry

To the compulsive caregivers

To the girl trying to be a magic mirror when she is in fact a secret door

To the sisterhood of trans femmes

To a trans femme of color child from a trans femme of color ancestor

To all the boys I've loved before who didn't love me back

To the confabulists

To the fantasy man I still long for

To the deathwalkers

To the church of social justice

To Jesus Christ

To the runaways

To the martyrs

To the goddess of whores and all her children

To the johns

To the trans exclusionary radical feminists

To J.K. Rowling

To the ones who hurt me

To the ones who watched

To the goddess of vengeance and the goddess of mercy

To the exiled

To the ones who disappeared

To a girl who has forgotten who she is in the fog of late-stage digital capitalism

To the animorphs

To the sidekicks

To the outlaws

To the ones this world was never made for

To me, from a revolutionary trans femme of color living in the distance future.