Unable at birth / to give birth to himself, / a man like any other, / Archimedes acquiesced, / left that labor for his mother.

when my mate passes i change gender / live a new life / scatter eggs into abyss / sixty feet under the sea

Even lizards, starfish, and sea cucumbers
Can regrow their limbs,
Like the scallions did after my mother
Gave them a haircut before dinnertime.

Mars, / a red bauble, will dangle / and wink. Like it wants us / to take it. Don’t mind if / we do.

She says, look.
The world is ending.
The bridges are unbuilding themselves.

He was enough; enough for this life, this climate, this iceless hell. You must be big, to blubber yourself against change.