King once, now I blend in to survive. My coat’s mine.

Cisgender doesn’t mean I can’t wear my pink boots.

Do you get my signal? I’m trying to reach you.

This year was the first year I participated in the Poetry Postcard Fest (aka POPO.)  Kerfe Roig told me about it last year when she participated.  For me an enjoyable part was creating paper collage however the spirit moved me and then doing an ekphrastic slimverse poem to it.   Another fun part is the receiving…