Scribble safflower petals around the sun, dye the moon a neon egg. Color curly-cues into the meadows so the scars and dust of flame and heartache might one day melt into art.
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Today’s queer poem is brought to you by:
A party. Neon lights. A search for self-worth. Witches and dead things and the moon. I wrote this poem (or poetic short story?) about the struggle to exist in this world. “Here is for all the queer people, me, you, us. For our frustration and heartbreak, for the permission to exist that isn’t granted, butContinue reading “Today’s queer poem is brought to you by:”
I ain’t qualified for this
But here’s someone who is. Jamala represented Ukraine in Eurovision 2016 with this song, “1944.” Its lyrics and music video describe the deportation of Crimean Tatars by the Soviet Union in World War II. In other words, the Soviet Union forced hundreds of thousands of people out of Crimea into Uzbekistan or nearby areas. ThousandsContinue reading “I ain’t qualified for this”
January 20th, 2022/Loic Nottet’s “Mr/Mme”
Today’s Prompt: What is your favorite photo you’ve ever taken? I did write a post that went along with today’s prompt. I honestly did. But then late last night I came across this song (not for the first time, though it’s been awhile) and it felt much more important than my lackluster post about myContinue reading “January 20th, 2022/Loic Nottet’s “Mr/Mme””
January 5th, 2022/a wish
Today’s Prompt: What is something you wish you knew how to do?
January 1st, 2022
What advice would you give to your teenage self? Dear teenage me: you’ll figure it out. I’d never wish I knew something sooner, because if I learned it sooner, I’d probably still wish I learned it sooner than that. So, past-self, be glad that you did learn it when you did, and trust that allContinue reading “January 1st, 2022”
Shatter (a lonely Christmas poem)
One, wait for the light to come on again. You ain’t ever going to kill hope because if you did I’d be a dead girl out of matchsticks.
Cory’s Story: this glow growing in the dark
Hello!
Hello. How are you? I like your door.
I can make it glow. Do you like glowing things? Glowing things are my favorite. They’re bright and sunny and happy.
Songs that wreck me: Best Days
“Best Days” by Alessia Cara hit me in that twenty-something, good ol’ days way where you feel too old to be young but too young to be old. Like the song goes, “you live and then you die, but the hardest pill to swallow is the meantime.” Here I am, stuck in the meantime. BetweenContinue reading “Songs that wreck me: Best Days”
A half-revised article on failing
My original title idea for this was “No revisions: article on failing.” Because I had in mind the idea that I should fail in some way as I write about failing, about how failure is trying is improving and learning. Except then the idea of actually posting something that I hadn’t revised at all freakedContinue reading “A half-revised article on failing”
Jordyn Saelor 