My art is my salvation. My art answers questions. My art is made through me but is not defined by me. My art told me it thinks you’re hot. My art is friends with my childhood quilting teacher. My art eats my sadness. My art pulled the tower card. My art wants to hold you. My art third-wheels when I go out to dinner. My art is soft like the body I have. My art goes swimming in Onset. My art has two favorite songs: Come a Little Bit Closer and Suck My Left One. My art had gender affirming surgery. My art knows my end. My art craves Italian beef with extra au jus. My art reads coffee grounds with my ancestors. My art touches you tenderly. My art will not save me.