Proof of Passage
The scrutiny left me angry and exposed. We know; we are not whole. The unraveling was so slow; we were each undone, stitch by stitch.
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Multiplicity
As I held the passport in my hand, I realized that both marriage and gender have a life beyond my own. Somewhere, my citizenship gender had been on file. Somewhere, a record of me existed that over-ruled my daily existence. Here, I was a man. There, I had been female.
A Different Kind of Travel Writing
For a website about money and personal finances, The Billfold publishes some really heartfelt stories. This one, by Sarah Todd, is about the “just been slimed in my heart” feeling…