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The Three Prisons of Heart, Distance, and Gender (Written by My Transgender Wife)

Less than 20 feet away, I was trapped and unable to see you.

Logan Silkwood
6 min readMar 6
A beautiful and confident Vietnamese woman in her thirties is sitting on a bench inside of the picture frame. She’s wearing sunglasses, a beige pant suit, a black collared shirt underneath, a feminine gold watch, and a ring. She has a big smile. In the background, there is a car and a set of stairs leading to a stone building.
A picture of my wife’s grandmother, Bà (Photographer Unknown)

Note from Logan: Last year, my wife lost the very special woman who originally raised them. They wrote this beautiful piece to help process this loss and welcomed me to share it here.

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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.