Tuesday's Trans Writer: Wo Chan

". . . one trick is to simply not / wear your own blood down the apron’s front. / where I’m from (I’ll tell you—), public art is gauche!"

Wo Chan (they/them)is a poet and drag performer based in Brooklyn.

my life with newly painted nails is well

thank you. beyond recall, it most
melt against me. I make stand like wall
frame, high-postured Tinkertoy,
booger at Port Authority on the blue
seat. living is such wet data.
and most me is breathing acrylic.
so high consumption that animal is sick.
my mother dances the domestician in soiled clothes.
she hasn’t been promoted in years. the boundaries
are negotiable. one trick is to simply not
wear your own blood down the apron’s front.
where I’m from (I’ll tell you—), public art is gauche!
they fell from hunger as the republic raised its foundries.