Was sitting at my desk working from home when I kept hearing something tapping at my window. Thinking it was just a wasp or bee outside hitting it I didn’t think much of it. I continued hearing it and decided to look. On the inside of my window sill was a gecko. It must have snuck in the house at some point in the last day or two.

Watching it trapped inside and struggling to get out into the world beyond the glass pane just seemed poetic and a fitting metaphor for my life as a trans woman. I gently scooped it up, took it outside, and placed it on one of my ornamental trees. It was now free. I long to be free. Someone gently scoop me up and set me free.