green dress there's a picture from your baptism where we're all in the church gathering area we're standing around you with your pink coral fingers & desert grass hairs. when i was little & there were baptisms at the church billy & i would press our faces to the back windows to watch monsignor pour watch over new babies heads, freshly dressed in white at the wooden table behind the foundation. to tell you the truth i don't believe in any of it. yesterday a friend & i talked about how we want to get our uterus removed. i don't actually know what a uterus looks like but i imagine it like those oil cruets at the back of the church in the glass case, all full of thick amber liquid, the holy oils. is this our way of making sacraments? i shouldn't be telling you all of this. i meant to tell you that my favorite dress i probably ever owned was the green one i wore to your baptism. it was a soft & stretchy material. the way it fell didn't make me feel too much like a woman. 'M' on the neck tag stands for Mother not Medium. as we all know the median of a girl is a Mother. if i get rid of the thing (my uterus) does the church send the babies i don't have to hell? the ones who don't find a cruet to sleep inside. i'm thinking of it now like the plastic bags we took fish home from PetCo inside. what's it like to grow up un-saved? does the skin develop a tolerance to fire? i want to adopt a child someday & i think i'll go to hell to see if any of them will come up with me, the ones that didn't get baptized before death, a new resurrection. god will say "that's not how it works." & i'll say "when have i ever been 'how it works'." i'll be wearing that green dress as a boy when i come to find a baby down there. i remember how to take care of them from when billy & i would watch you. your mouth terrified me & your soft skull. that green dress probably wouldn't fit me now. i had dyed black hair & after your baptism we ate hoagies in the kitchen. if anyone asks me when i'm having kids i'll tell them about when we baptized you & about the thousands of babies just under the carpet. the devil keeps them safe from growing up too fast.