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hildegardespooners · 3 days
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sugaronyourtongu3 · 4 months
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A poem about getting top surgery from my upcoming zine ‘biggest fool of ‘em all’ part two.
Available for mail order for a donation of your choice to go toward my top surgery fund.
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sapphictay · 2 months
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In the shadows of the 30’s, their love did bloom,
Two sapphic hearts, hidden in a world of gloom.
Forbidden and concealed, their passion did ignite,
A love that dared to challenge the societal fight.
In secret rendezvous, they found solace and bliss,
Their stolen moments, a sweet, stolen kiss.
Whispered words of love, shared in hushed embrace,
Their hearts intertwined, defying time and space.
Amidst the prejudice and judgment that prevailed,
Their love, like a flame, could never be curtailed.
They danced in moonlit gardens, under starry skies,
Their love, a hidden gem, shining in disguise.
Though history may forget their names and their plight,
Their love, like a beacon, continues to shine bright.
For love knows no boundaries, no societal decree,
Their story echoes on, inspiring you and me.
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Source: Afrekete: An Anthology of Black Lesbian Writing, Edited by Catherine E. McKinley & L. Joyce DeLaney
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fromblisswithlove · 2 years
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bruised
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jonismitchell · 1 year
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© arden kowalski 2023
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I loved you,
Entirely and completely,
My sweet November love.
to others it seemed taboo,
for I was in love with you deeply,
Yet it was fleeting like a mourning dove.
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bellsandstars · 16 days
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you should’ve been scared of me leaving
are you still looking for where you went wrong?
is this a stain, a bruise, on you now that i’m gone?
i hope you can’t sleep because of what you did to me
i hope you can still see the imprint of me in your sheets
i hope this pain just burns you until youre out of breath
you’ll never be able to replace the hole that i left
my name is engraved on your bones, emblazoned on your skin
you can look in other beds, but you can never recover from this
my laugh is the ringing in your ears, you hear my voice in the dark
you see my shadow on the wall, my eyes are branded on your heart
you look for me in every face, try to ash the past in every tray
you pretend it��s me every night instead of your damn pillowcase
you fill your bed with my clones and your lungs with putrid smoke
you fill boxes with desolation and jars with empty hope
you sit in your destruction and pray to an unforgiving god
but divinity can’t save you from your storm now that i’m gone
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lttledog · 3 months
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Piano Lesson by Richard Siken
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sapphictay · 2 months
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sometimes at night i stay up dreaming of that girl.
the one who’s smile is like the sparkle of a thousands stars,
the way she bites down onto the tip of her tongue,
and how her eyes scrunch up from grinning so big.
the one who’s silky hair dances in the wind gracefully with natures gentle touch.
and how soft her palms feel on mine,
just a tender caress on the knuckles of my hand.
it’s only when i’m with her,
do i feel like nothing in the world matters.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ⚘ ࿐ྂ
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Source: Yaraana: Gay Writing From India, Edited by Hoshang Merchant
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thedimlaltain · 8 months
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Devil's Advocate?
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You ask me to try telling the 'normal citizen' of this country,
That LGBTQ+ is not a new 'concept'
That people need to understand and sympathise with enbys
I asked him, "Sir, do you understand?"
Do you understand LGBTQ+?
You like to act like the devil's advocate
You don't need to
Because you realise it or not
You are the devil yourself;
For LGBTQ+ is neither a concept, nor new
For LGBTQ+ people are not abnormal
For we don't need to understand people to stand for their human rights.
Preaching is simple, self reflection harder.
Instead of pointing out how unenlightened the others are
Let us get off our high horses, and ask ourselves
Am I living in a glass house and throwing stones?
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