axelaxolotl

the room had an atmosphere
of warm queerness on a cold night,
the sky tapered with navy blue and
freckled with the romantic winks of stars.

the repetitive chime of ice cubes,
glasses rolling across the bar table,

Is it child abuse?
For the parents of a girl to support her starting puberty blockers, and later estrogen.
Before when she would never speak, wear layers and layers even during hot summer, and draw her hood so tight it was painful.