Two Poems By S. Smith

Bully

No abyss to accept them

Our shared memories

Vaporize in the shock of

White rainbow that

Wakes me at dawn

And briefly, sweetly,

I thought of a cheongsam dress

I saw in a movie once

And the then unnamed dysphoria

Now it’s long guns, laws, and terror

Were you better invisible?

Return to remind me

Depression with Psychotic Features

Landway

Waterway

Artifacts

Ritual burial in Shanidar cave

A children's chorus

A chain of lives

Let’s play a game

I try to spell your name

Never speak again

And die a secret

These thoughts

Bring me closer

To delusions

Hallucinations

And I’m getting tired

Of all the running around

S. Smith is a transexual writer living in North Carolina. They have been published in Superpresent and—under a previous name—elsewhere. Find them on Instagram: @scorpionfossil