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?
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:”
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””
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.