Silly Child, Merciless Thing
pinned to the wall like a poster
you had from age pink and purple
to age leather and denim. 

Dressed like you were
(Richmond, VA) all over
and under. 

Hot Tranny Mess
of sincerity have we made.
A chance to be friends, you grant
my wishes in a modern well.

Curly Haired Boy,
your sharp nose and little hands
made sandcastles of sound.
Like a good, soft friend.
Like an empty plastic bucket,
teasingly dripped into.

The memory even now is pleasure. 

I’m all restless and faint
like a baby sister
when big brother is coming
off the yellow bus
into her embrace.