POETRY
Where Should I Stand in Your Universe? (A Transgender Love Poem)
A trans polyamorous romance in our solar system
Where should I stand in your universe? Should I be the Moon to your Earth, following you around the Sun?
If I were your Moon, I’d have the satisfaction of knowing I shaped your tides, knowing I kept your life moving, your sleep cycles regular; I’d reflect the shape of your moods.
But if I was the Moon to your Earth, someday gravity would pull me away.
Though my loss would affect you in ways scientists can’t begin to fully predict, though I’d stop the flow of your oceans, you’d never abandon the Sun to follow me.
If I was the Moon to your Earth, I would someday be doomed to float
through space alone, dark and without a center of gravity; I’d be a part of you tossed aside.
No, I won’t be the Moon to your Earth because I need to be part of a dance as eternal as it is necessary.
I think I’d rather wrap myself around you; I’d rather be the crust to your core, the hearth to your fire.
I wouldn’t be jealous of the Sun, if I knew I was closer.
You could follow her forever, in the spheres of worship, both of us dependent on her light, but you’d never set aside your skin, and I’d feel your volcanic fingertips running over my mountains, my valleys, my oceans everyday in a layered dance that would someday make me the core to your crust.
I wrote this in June of 2012. My words were clearly beating up against the queer transgender closet I was living in at the time.
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