Ineffable Glossolalia

I find that words often fail to describe trans experiences. I am defined as in between, in flux, as occupying no fixed position—post truth according to past truth claims. Because the existence of subjects like me has long been brutally suppressed, I lack the vocabulary to coherently speak my truth, and so I reach into myth, and neologisms, and into ruptures where cultural mores have lapsed and something akin to me can be glimpsed. This creates an imperfect lexicon of fragments and smears. But ne...