‘he, the blade’
seeing myself
this way,
exhilarating
jarring
disturbing
arousing
no more hair
no more shield
of ‘femininity’
truly naked
so very naked
the dresser cut it away
but it wasn’t enough
so i asked a loved one
to shave closer,
please, i want
nothingness.
together in the shower
i, tense with anticipation
and he, the blade
and i think
of those who
don’t have
the choice
and i pray
that they love
themselves
or at least
keep trying
like i am
trying
our very best
is there anything else?