howl
By Emmy Schroeder
“When I was a child, I was sexually assaulted, but not by any particular person. It was my culture that had his way with me.”
Julia Serano
when I spread
my legs &
whisper your name
you know I
don’t want you, I
want love, but I
don’t know where
it comes from. You
can feel how close
I am to breaking in two,
but still you cling
to me, tearing flesh
from bone, spilling
out my insides & there
are tears in my eyes
when I kiss you
goodbye.
Emmy Schroeder is from Austin, Texas. She received her undergraduate degree from Texas Tech University. Her work has been published in Screen Door Review and is forthcoming in The Sterling Spoon. She is a queer transgender woman living in Los Angeles, California.