Emily Moon (she/her) is a transgender poet from Portland, Ore. She is Editor at First Matter Press. Her book, It’s Just You and Me, Miss Moon, was published by First Matter Press prior to her taking on an editorial role. Her work includes appearances in or forthcoming from Pile Press, Labyrinth Anthologies, En*gendered Literary Magazine, Ethel Zine, Variant Literature, Full House Literary, Celestite Poetry Journal, Wild Roof Journal, and elsewhere.
I try to reach my self.It’s no use. I’m too far away. I’m further than I have ever been.I run through fields. Dust devilsbedevil me. I crash through tangled trees. I can’t see my way out of the woods. I’m perchedbetween time zones precisely 45º south of nowhere, north of everywhere, just in time for nothing. I emerge earnest as a bear in spring, unsure as a lion in winter. No one looks for me. Anyway, I’m not there. I am a fading shadowin the long light of evening, a fog that will vanish by high noon. When you lookfor me: I’ll be gone.