trans.
monster
khaotic
〜 〜 〜 OR 〜 〜 〜
what happened to the monsters you went on playdates with?
Non-Newtonian
by
Lee Johnston
I sit alone at the vanity
The lights illuminating me
In a square, rigid frame around my head.
I stare at myself in the mirror,
As the flesh begins to squirm.
lil fuzzy
by
Adriano
and
Vex
I think about how every night I go out
On the bright stage
Eyes full of tears,
Smile wide,
Lights heating up my flesh.
I smear the makeup on my face
In crude, exaggerated strokes.
The tenebrous contour to sculpt my face
And the acicular eyeliner to accentuate my eyes,
Both compete catastrophically for complete domination.
Pulling the costume around my neck like a noose–
A bright pink dress
Or a blue suit,
It doesn't matter–
The burial robes are now worn.
I step onto the stage
As the harlequin;
The audience knows who I am.
Their expectations are set
For the role I will fulfill.
They sit, watching patiently,
eager for a show.
But I do not know what's next.
As they watch the unfolding scene
I know I can never deliver.
kiss me slowly
bind my soul
contest me
by
Rish C
Soon I start melting
Under the lights,
Uncomfortable with the character
Not knowing the correct choice
In the story.
First my hair goes,
And then the costume,
And then my skin.
My complete flesh,
All into a puddle of nothingness.
As my skeleton stays there,
A puddle of weird fluid at its feet,
The audience comes
And tries to put me back together,
Trying to help the show.
They mold me into vulgar curves,
Or disgusting muscles.
And still I stick there
For a bit.
I seem solid for a bit.
ET
by
Adriano
and
Vex
But the lights heat up the skin
The non-newtonian liquid begins to melt.
Or maybe it melts because it was always going to.
I do not know.
But the shapes do not stay.
What once was solid
Is now a liquid.
A gross, pooling puddle.
I was solid
For a bit.