nat raum

gender euphoria as a toadstool

after Captain Toad: Treasure Tracker

is there a clear obsessively played
as an anthropomorphic mushroom
person to extremely gay pipeline?
i’m asking for a friend who once
loved Toadette deeply, but changed
their main to her boyish adventure
buddy around the same time they
dropped two syllables of their birth name. 

is it evidence enough that we know
Toads have no gender either, and isn’t
that way of phrasing it the very thing
i’m searching for here—the knowing
why woman was a disguise and why
man never fit either? all of this is
to declare my infatuation with this
particular style of void, this particular
glowing toadstool of future euphoria.


nat raum (b. 1996) is a disabled artist, writer, and genderless disaster from Baltimore, MD. They’re the editor-in-chief of fifth wheel press, as well as the author of you stupid slut, the abyss is staring back, random access memory, and several chapbooks. Find them online: