A Poem for the Cop Who Asked My Deadname for Money

Your eyes watching, bloodshot in my memory

Logan Silkwood
2 min readJan 18, 2024


The author has his hair tied back and is sitting in his car, wearing dark sunglasses. He has a serious look on his face and the beginnings of a beard.
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I was kissing him through
the white headlights
of your eyes
in my memory
of another
Tuesday night,
the last one we’d get.



Logan Silkwood

I’m a polyamorous, non-binary trans man (he/him). I edit for Queerly Trans, Prism & Pen, Enbyous, and Trans Love & (A)Sexuality. Twitter: @logan_silkwood.