by Quinn Rennerfeldt mana5280/Unsplash I explain the dream to my therapist: I found a large, purple chrysalis affixed to a suitcase, abandoned on the sidewalk. She says it is a container for my gender transformation. The chrysalis, not the suitcase. When I hear container, I think tupperware. Less sexy than the sleeve in which a caterpillar melts and resolidifies into a winged thing. But sturdier. A container that women share. Tupperware parties, saving food we made for the ne