And our souls are starving I know I’ve said it before but our souls are starving craving some kind of connection gay gay super gay– I just want us all to be okay, kay? There’s power in labels, power in names, shouting from the rooftops, we’ve decades to reclaim we’re gay gay super gay ifContinue reading “Hold me closer/human starving soul”
Tag Archives: loneliness
Outta my blood
maybe this ache in my veins comes from every holiday that I go home and my blood don’t listen and my blood keep talkin’ round in circles– we’re glad you’re here, have you planned your future yet? We’re glad you’re here, what’s with your hair this year? And I keep reading and writing mostly forContinue reading “Outta my blood”
Desert a Friend
All the want in these veins could water the earth and build forests from the dust grow meadows from the red mud rust — I have wandered through the dry but my tears keep me alive carve a track to take me to the seaside, maybe six years from now I’ll arrive on a quietContinue reading “Desert a Friend”
Storm Call
you ever wondered if you could eat lightning, then leak it between your teeth like crushing consonants, what words it would make?
Resin Scent Resented/Harmless and Heard
In this ol factory residence, we resent the scent of resin, residue staining our retinue when we want to walk free, yet if you run to the void and scream yourself clean, not even bark will hear and echo back your pain, so you can’t be both harmless and heard, you catch my drift? YouContinue reading “Resin Scent Resented/Harmless and Heard”
S-si-siren
Hands up for anyone who would stray from the simplicity of ivory beaches and placid waves to chase a siren through the wild rains bewitched by her broken song. “I-I could take you to the s-s-secret deeps of th-the oc-ocean.” So you wanna go? No?
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:”
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””
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.
Jordyn Saelor 