The Past and Desperation of Gender Transition: Break, Repair, Repeat

I’m Orpheus, trying to allure and convince

Photo by Brendon van Zyl on Unsplash

There’s a robin perched on the powerline outside my window. I only looked because light was painting itself across my walls like dusky ocean waves, and I wanted to catch a glimpse of the sunset. When I turned my head, I saw it sitting there, flitting its little gray wings. I was…