Most of the time body is a word that doesn’t mean a lot to me.

It has no real reference in my own flash, my body is not me. My body is the machine that allow my brain to run in my own worlds and forget the entry door. My body can become any body and also no body.

My name is A., my body is a female one, not too curved and this is good.
When I was a child I didn’t see my female body, I didn’t care. I was living another life. I was a teenager, a kind of strong and smart one; I was never staring at the mirror, I was looking at me through my insider eyes. Whenever I was outside home I was feeling powerful and limitless, I was used to dare the world, nothing and none was able to scare me. I knew how to escape, I knew how to react.
At ten years old I loved climbing high upon the new scaffoldings in town, my body was great, my muscles strong, my sight wide open. I was a young man, an explorer of this weird planet.
I had a body, a male one. I was young and not afraid of working hard.
I coached myself each day to the danger and the unknown.

My name is AM, my body is a female one, not too curved and this is good.
When I was a child I didn’t care about my body, I was living another life. I was a reader, an obsessive one. Whenever I was inside home a book was the perfect place for me, I was feeling no body, nothing was able to scare me. I simply was not there, none could find me, neither myself.
At 35 years old I was a bunch of ideas and projects, my brain was strong, my connections in fire. My body was the machine, a handy extension for my gray matter.

My name is T., my body is a male one, not too masculine and this is good.
I usually prefer to lose myself in music otherwise I lose myself in the world.
For a no ending time I was a young man living in a terrible nightmare, my body was wounded again and again. My world was a dark place, my life was no life.
Since I came out of the nightmare I can only live in vibes, that’s why I am a musician. When music is over I hurt my body, I do harm myself ’cause this is what I am used to get since I can remember. My nightmare is now inside me, I am my own nightmare.

My name is Z. and yes, I have a body, a female one, not too curved and this is ok even if I don’t like it too much.
I used to live my own stories without disturbing A., the reader; she had always something else to do and I was not part of her concern. I gave myself away for a touch, for a smell, for a while.
I used to love without disturbing A., the fearless; I didn’t need his power, my love was wide and strong enough. I am the beauty of my body, I am the warmth of my soul, I am the light and the dark of life. I am the dance.

My name is AA, my body is a female one, not too curved and this is who I am.
It took me a life to see my real body. It took me a life to turn myself into my body, a female one. I had to become a woman first. I had to wire my brain and my other lives into a real world and yet I was a woman without a female body. I was detained, I didn’t know well my female side, I didn’t trust her. I was confused and terrified.

Then you came and saw her.

And I was the body, a female one, not too curved but sensual enough. I was the desire, the spell, the longing. I was the one beneath you and the one upon you, I was the place, I was the liquid love and the dirty words.

My name is AA, my body is a female one, my body is a male one, my body is no body.
I am the fearless dancer, I am the obsessive nightmares, I am the connection.