He Asked How to Get to Boston"[...] He was probably okay, really, but I like to think he wasn’t;
it makes the whole scenario so much more romantic. [...]"
poetry
Gabriel Z. McCreath
FTM neuroqueer religious studies student writing god-knows-what Mad-mystic-manic poetic something-or-other's. fan of guinea pigs. cringe, but free 💫
Wooster, OH, United States
Selected work (4 publications)
Monster Energy Marian Apparitionbefore i found God
in loose leaf mint tea
i saw Mary behind me
in a fit of caffeinated dreaming
like some reverse annunciation
call that a renunciation
i take it back, said the angel
nevermind
poetry
print
anthology
FTM Stigmata in the Truck Stop Men's Room
poetry
hybrid
visual poetry
Ars Poetica
poetry
ars poetica
elegy