Tuesday, 20 May 2008


Never one to eschew the obvious, so here's a picture of a horse. Sort of.

Thinking about a comment made on Chris' blog about relationships that survive a transitioning partner. Here's a poem I like, even if I'm not quite sure I agree with it.


I've never seen a soul detached from its gender,
but I'd like to. I'd like to see my own that way,
free of its female tethers. Maybe it would be like
riding a horse. The rider's the human one,
but everyone looks at the horse.

Chase Twitchell