Autobiography

Born in Colorado.

Two parents, one brother.

My childhood memory is a photograph not fully developed.

I am the boy in red lips,

I am the girl with no hair.

With secret words hidden under my tongue,

I attempt to script my life.

I am a painting kept in a human shell.

My life has been a journey to find my gender,

But I return empty-handed.

Instead I have found simply

Raphael.