Content Warning: sex, death
What did we know? We thought 
we’d just be ogling together people
of all genders all the time, painting
ambiguous genitalia in fuschia,
purple and turquoise on the bedroom
wall, marching in our Bitch Magazine 
and Lesbian Avenger T-shirts,
reading Allison Bechdel and 
Marianne Mohanraj till
our baby bi eyelids drooped.

We’d cuddle up like futon puppies,
draw the shades on the Fourth of July,
watch Nosferatu while heteronormatives
held sunshiny bake-offs and cookouts. 
We’d read our whorestories, homopoems,
sexual histories of the garden snail
at Perverts Put Out, Smack Dab, 
Queer Open Mic, the New Shit Show,
the Godless Perverts Story Hour.

We never dreamed in our wildest
sparkly bi nightmares we’d end up 
with long-term healthcare insurance,
forgetful parents tumbling down stairs,
earthquake retrofits, a trail of dead friends, 
arguing on Tumblr with twenty-something 
gender and sexuality police 
over whether bisexuals loved only two genders
while pansexuals only fucked pans.


My first full-length poetry book, The Horizontal Poet (Zeitgeist Press, 2011), won a 2012 Lambda Literary Award for Bisexual Nonfiction. My story Mixing Tracks (Gertrude Press, 2009) won the Gertrude Press fiction chapbook award for LGBT writing. My chapbook The Underwater Hospital (Zeitgeist Press, 2006) was voted First Place in the lesbian and bisexual poetry division of the Rainbow Awards. My creative writing has appeared in Scholastic Magazine, Yale Medicine, Bellevue Literary Review, Red Rock Review, The Pedestal Magazine, and elsewhere. My work has been nominated three times for a Pushcart Prize. My short story collection Ghosts and Oceans is looking for a publisher.