awakenings by Yvonne LeBien
i recorded myself speaking on waking up for about a year. mumblings, dreams, phonemes, half-conscious poems, breath, puff, zephyr, are what i captured. i was the ambience i recorded, i was the field. this is right before i started transitioning so is it the last gasps of my maleness dying out or is it the first breaths of a new female? in reality both. everything is occurring at the same time.
