1 poem
by Malcolm Slutzky
Malcolm Slutzky is a queer trans man from New Jersey. He is currently a physics student at Princeton University, and he spends most of his time staying up late, devouring vegan cookies, and playing Scrabble against himself. His poetry has previously been published in Blue Marble Review and Vagabond City.
testosterone
which my
mother calls
medicine
even though
i am not sick.
boy child
on the edge
of the changing
wraps himself
in it like silk
like it knows
him already. the
good thing
about hormones
is that i do not
need anyone
else. i just lock
the door behind
me combat
boots muddy
puddle walks
all the way
to Nassau
& a right
turn which takes
me across the
street a CVS
& a white woman
will address
me by dead
name and call me
sweetie but at least
i will get my
medicine.