Realize that bodies are only a fraction of who we are
They're just oddly-shaped vessels for hearts
And honestly, they can barely contain us
We strain at their seams with every breath we take
We are all pulse and sweat,
Tissue and nerve ending
We are programmed to grope and fumble until we get it right.
http://genderqueerchicago.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-to-make-love-to-trans-person.html

You – strange, unmasked fellow,
you have the grace of a baseball player.
When I was younger I too saved the Earth.

https://silentlunch.wordpress.com/2011/03/19/after-giygas/