We weep
For at the altar of dreams
We are freed
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religion
Preface this with, I process through poetry, second, I speak only for me, three, ugh I’m scared of being honest, maybe the time will never be right (fight flight fight) but I was a kid told I’d one day be just like my parents, a chain in generations clear through the afterlife and we’d all…
power structure
I’d never lived among people shorter than me. These brown people weren’t even that much shorter, just half a head or so but standing with my eyes above the people
bookstore news
Exciting news: Graveyard of Lullabies is in stock at a queer bookstore called Under the Umbrella! (Just in time for spooky season.) You can find their website here. Now, if you read their homepage, you may notice this bookstore is located in Salt Lake City, Utah. So you may then ask, Jordyn, are you local…
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