Birds fly by me,
Each wing flapping,
Feathers pushing through the morning sky,
The cool air flows,
Swirls through the smog and the 8 am sounds.
Shimmering black bird wings move up and down,
A current of call and response,
Through clouds and drifts of fog,
Causing a rejoinder in my blood,
A beating in my cunt,
A throbbing of morning light,
Of bird flight and swoop,
The air inside me and outside me,
I now have wings to fly.
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About Avery Cassell
Avery Cassell is a genderqueer San Francisco writer, poet, cartoonist, and artist who grew up in Iran. They live with their Maine Coon cat, Lulu, and bake yeasted waffles every Sunday morning.
Behrouz Gets Lucky is their first novel. You can find their erotic short stories sprinkled in various anthologies, including Best Lesbian Erotica 2015 and Sex Still Spoken Here. Avery is currently working on a book of more of Behrouz and Lucky's shenanigans, a memoir, and an illustrated early reader children's book about a eight year old transgender boy and his family.
