the end of reading

poems have ends stories have ends even epic sagas have ends but I never knew reading could have an end until the reading stopped yes, it was my voice no, not the voice of the last two decades not the storyteller’s voice but the new voice, the raw voice the voice I was striving for… Continue reading the end of reading

Hoarse and hair

In The longest journey, I bemoaned the nine-month wait between my first gender identity clinic (GIC) appointment and starting hormone replacement therapy (HRT). I didn’t mention the other NHS-funded treatments I started in the meantime, namely speech and language therapy (SLT) and laser hair removal. I had planned to write separately about each of these,… Continue reading Hoarse and hair