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Queer Calendar 2023

We put together a calendar of key (mostly queer) dates at the start of the year to help us with scheduling - so I thought I’d share it around! Including pride and visibility days, some queer birthdays and anniversaries, and a few other bits and bobs. Click the links for more info - I dream one day of having a queer story for every day of the year!

This is obviously not an exhaustive list - if I’ve overlooked something important to you, feel free to add it in the reblogs!

January

3 - Bisexual American jazz-age heiress Henrietta Bingham born 1901

8 - Queer Australian bushranger Captain Moonlite born 1845; gay American art collector Ned Warren born 1860

11 - Pennsylvania celebrates Rosetta Tharpe Day in honour of bisexual musician Rosetta Tharpe

12 - Japanese lesbian author Nobuko Yoshiya born 1896

22 - Lunar New Year (Year of the Rabbit)

24 - Roman emperor Hadrian, famous for his relationship with Antinous, born 76CE; gay Prussian King Frederick the Great born 1712

27 - International Holocaust Remembrance Day

February

LGBT+ History Month (UK, Hungary)

Black History Month (USA and Canada)

1 - Feast of St Brigid, a saint especially important to Irish queer women

5 - Operation Soap, a police raid on gay bathhouses in Toronto, Canada, spurs massive protests, 1981

7 - National Black HIV/AIDS Awareness Day (USA)

18 - US Black lesbian writer and activist Audre Lorde born 1934

12 - National Freedom to Marry Day (USA)

19-25 - Aromantic Spectrum Awareness Week

March

Women’s History Month

1 - Black Women in Jazz and the Arts Day

8 - International Women’s Day

9 - Bi British writer David Garnett born 1892

12 - Bi Polish-Russian ballet dancer Vaslav Nijinsky born 1889 or 1890

13 March-15 April - Deaf History Month

14 - American lesbian bookseller and publisher Sylvia Beach born 1887

16 - French lesbian artist Rosa Bonheur born 1822

20 - Bi US musician Rosetta Tharpe born 1915

21 - World Poetry Day

24 - The Wachowski sisters’ cyberpunk trans allegory The Matrix premiers 1999

April

Jazz Appreciation Month

Black Women’s History Month

National Poetry Month (USA)

3 - British lesbian diarist Anne Lister born 1791

8 - Trans British racing driver and fighter pilot Roberta Cowell born 1918

9 - Bi Australia poet Lesbia Harford born 1891; Easter Sunday

10 - National Youth HIV & AIDS Awareness Day (USA)

14 - Day of Silence

15 - Queer Norwegian photographer and suffragist Marie Høeg born 1866

17 - Costa-Rican-Mexican lesbian singer Chavela Vargas born 1919

21-22 - Eid al-Fitr

25 - Gay English King Edward II born 1284

26 - Lesbian Day of Visibility; bi American blues singer Ma Rainey born 1886

29 - International Dance Day

30 - International Jazz Day

May

1 - Trans British doctor and Buddhist monk Michael Dillon born 1915

7 - International Family Equality Day

7 - Gay Russian composer Pyotr Tchaikovsky born 1840

15 - Australian drag road-trip comedy The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert premiers in 1994

17 - IDAHOBIT (International Day Against Homophobia, Biphobia, Intersexism and Transphobia)

18 - International Museum Day

19 - Agender Pride Day

22 - US lesbian tailor and poet Charity Bryant born 1777

22 - Harvey Milk Day marks the birth of gay US politician Harvey Milk 1930

23 - Premier of Pride, telling the story of the 1980s British activist group Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners

24 - Pansexual and Panromantic Awareness and Visibility Day; Queer Chinese-Japanese spy Kawashima Yoshiko born 1907

26 - queer American astronaut Sally Ride born 1951

29 - Taiwanese lesbian writer Qiu Miaojin born 1969

June

Pride Month

Indigenous History Month (Canada)

3 - Bisexual American-French performer, activist and WWII spy Josephine Baker born 1906

5 - Queer Spanish playwright and poet Federico García Lorca born 1898; bi English economic John Maynard Keynes born 1883

8 - Mechanic and founder of Australia’s first all-female garage, Alice Anderson, born 1897

10 - Bisexual Israeli poet Yona Wallach born 1944

12 - Pulse Night of Remembrance, commemorating the 2012 shooting at the Pulse nightclub, Orlando

14 - Australian activists found the Gay and Lesbian Kingdom of the Coral Sea Islands in 2004

18 - Sally Ride becomes the first know queer woman in space

24 - The first Sydney Mardi Gras 1978

25 - The rainbow flag first flown as a queer symbol in 1978

28 - Stonewall Riots, 1969

28 June-2 July - Eid al-Adha

30 - Gay German-Israeli activist, WWII resistance member and Holocaust survivor Gad Beck born 1923

July

1 - Gay Dutch WWII resistance fighter Willem Arondeus killed - his last words were “Tell the people homosexuals are no cowards”

2-9 - NAIDOC Week (Australia) celebrating Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander culture

6 - Bi Mexican artist Frida Kahlo born 1907

12 or 13 - Roman emperor Julius Caesar born c.100BCE

14 - International Non-Binary People’s Day

23 - Shelly Bauman, owner of Seattle gay club Shelly’s Leg, born 1947; American lesbian cetenarian Ruth Ellis born 1899; gay American professor, tattooist and sex researcher Sam Steward born 1909

25 - Italian-Australian trans man Harry Crawford born 1875

August

8 - International Cat Day

9 - Queer Finnish artist, author and creator of Moomins Tove Jansson born 1914

9 - International Day of the World's Indigenous Peoples

11 - Russian lesbian poet Sofya Parnok born 1885

12 - Queer American blues musician Gladys Bentley born 1907

13 - International Left-Handers Day

22 - Gay WWII Dutch resistance fight Willem Arondeus born 1894

24 - Trans American drag queen and activist Marsha P Johnson born 1945

26 - National Dog Day

30 - Bi British author Mary Shelley 1797

31 - Wear it Purple Day (Australia - queer youth awareness)

September

5 - Frontman of Queen Freddie Mercury born 1946

6 - Trans Scottish doctor and farmer Ewan Forbes born 1912

13 - 1990 documentary on New York’s ball culture Paris is Burning premiers

15-17 - Rosh Hashanah

16-23 - Bisexual Awareness Week

17 - Gay Prussian-American Inspector General of the US Army Baron von Steuben born 1730

23 - Celebrate Bisexuality Day

24 - Gay Australian artist William Dobell born 1889

30 - International Podcast Day

October

Black History Month (Europe)

4 - World Animal Day

5 - National Poetry Day (UK)

5 - Queer French diplomat and spy the Chevalière d’Éon born 1728

8 - International Lesbian Day

9 - Indigenous Peoples’ Day (USA)

11 - National Coming Out Day

16 - Irish writer Oscar Wilde born 1854

18 - International Pronouns Day

22-28 - Asexual Awareness Week

26 - Intersex Awareness Day

31 - American lesbian tailor Sylvia Drake born 1784

November

8 - Intersex Day of Remembrance

12 - Diwali; Queer Mexican nun Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz born c.1648

13-19 - Transgender Awareness Week

20 - Trans American writer, lawyer, activist and priest Pauli Murray born 1910; Transgender Day of Remembrance

27 - Antinous, lover of the Roman emperor Hadrian, born c.111; German lesbian drama Mädchen in Uniform premiers, 1931

29 - Queer American writer Louisa May Alcott born 1832

December

AIDS Awareness Month

1 - World AIDS Day

2 - International Day for the Abolition of Slavery

3 - International Day of Persons with Disabilities

8 - Pansexual Pride Day; queer Swedish monarch Christina of Sweden born 1626

10 - Lesbians and Gays Support the Miners host Pits and Perverts concern to raise mining for striking Welsh miners, 1984

14 - World Monkey Day

15 - Roman emperor Nero born 37CE

24 - American drag king and bouncer Stormé DeLarverie born 1920

25 - Christmas

29 - Trans American jazz musician Billy Tipton born 1914

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handeaux · 1 year

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For Poetry Month, We Salute 18 Renowned Cincinnati Poets From Days Gone By

Each April, the Academy of American Poets sponsors National Poetry Month. In recognition of Cincinnati’s extensive contributions to that genre, here is a collection of local poets who achieved distinction. If living poets were included, this list could easily triple in length.

A Careless Poet Soon Forgotten Among the earliest poets writing in Cincinnati was Charles A. Jones (1815-1851). He built a career publishing verse narratives about the Indians and outlaws of the western country. Between the years 1836 and 1839 he wrote frequently for the Cincinnati Mirror, and in 1840 contributed several poems to the Cincinnati Message, but paltry payments for these efforts led him to take up the law as his main career. A critic, William Turner Coggeshall, writing in 1860, admired Jones’ imagination and energy, but deplored his slapdash compositional habits and his aversion to revision: “The hasty production of an hour was sent to the press with all its sins upon its head.”

His Poem No Longer Memorized, Even The Plaque Is Gone Generations of American schoolchildren were compelled to read and memorize a Civil War poem by Thomas Buchanan Read (1822-1872) titled “Sheridan’s Ride.” The poem celebrated General Philip Sheridan’s rallying his soldiers to victory at the 1864 Battle of Cedar Creek in Virginia. It was so popular that newspapers often parodied it to skewer other topics. For many years, a plaque was mounted on the wall opposite the Public Library on Eighth Street commemorating the address at which Read wrote the famous poem. Read was popular and prolific; his poetry was collected in 1867 in a set of three volumes. In addition to poetry, Read was an accomplished painter. Several of his works, notably “The Harp of Erin” are displayed at the Cincinnati Art Museum.

Lawyer By Trade, Hero By Aspiration Although William Haines Lytle (1826-1863) studied law, he preferred the life of a soldier and composed poetry to celebrate his own heroic exploits. Lytle came from an honored line of military heroes. He fought in the Mexican War as a captain and achieved the rank of brigadier general during the Civil War. His verses were popular on both sides of the Mason-Dixon line. When a sniper’s bullet found him at Chickamauga in 1863, the rebel soldiers recognized Lytle and posted a guard around his body until it could be sent back to Cincinnati. As they stood watch, the Confederates quietly recited Lytle’s poems. Lytle Park in Cincinnati was his family’s estate.

An Inveterate Revisionist Coates Kinney (1826-1904) was not a Cincinnati native, but he relocated to the Queen City at an early age. Kinney served in the Union Army during the Civil War and in the Ohio General Assembly afterwards while also practicing law and working as a journalist. He was just 23 when he wrote his most famous poem, “Rain on the Roof,” which was reprinted, collected, set to music, pirated, misattributed and celebrated throughout his life. Much of the confusion derived from Kinney’s incessant tinkering with the poem. Over his lifetime, he declared at least three different versions to be definitive.

The Piatts Helped Save Harrison’s Tomb Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt (1836-1919) and John James Piatt (1835-1917) were Cincinnati’s answer to England’s Brownings (Robert and Elizabeth Barrett). A married couple, each earned a reputation as a poet. James Piatt was a scion of the wealthy Piatt family, though he never had much money himself. Sarah, known as Sallie, was related to orator and politician William Jennings Bryan. The couple, who lived just outside North Bend when they weren’t posted to one of John’s political appointments in Washington or Ireland, worked to preserve the tomb of William Henry Harrison. In life, John’s reputation eclipsed his wife’s. In recent years, new critical appraisals agree that Sarah was, by far, the better and more innovative poet.

Newspapers Led Everard Appleton To Poetry Everard Jack Appleton (1872-1931) started out as a newspaperman, with stints at Cincinnati’s Tribune, Commercial Gazette and Times-Star, earning a slot as a columnist known for humorous items in verse and prose. He also contributed stories and poems to national publications. He left behind a half-dozen volumes of poetry of which the best-known is probably “The Quiet Courage.” Appleton lived on Forest Avenue in Avondale.

A National Reputation Based On Odes To Domesticity Bertye Young Williams (1877-1951) published as B.Y. Williams over a productive career that resulted in a half-dozen books of poetry and appearances in the New York Times, Ladies Home Journal, Good Housekeeping, Saturday Evening Post and other nationally distributed magazines. She founded a poetry magazine and publishing house, Talaria, with fellow poet Annette Patton Cornell. She was president of the Ohio Chapter of the League of American Pen Women and of the Cincinnati Women’s Press Club. A book she co-authored with Annette Patton Cornell, “Garland for a City,” was illustrated by Caroline Williams (no relation).

Cincinnati’s Unsung (But Prolific!) Poet, Horace Williamson Horace G. Williamson (1880-1943) was perhaps the most prolific poet in Cincinnati history. You won’t find him in English class these days, nor in any anthologies. Williamson wrote for money, not for art. In the early 1900s, Williamson built a profitable sideline writing poems for greeting card companies, sometimes ghost-writing love letters on spec. He had a lot of side hustles. While employed as social secretary of the YMCA, Williamson ran a talent agency and also performed in character as the Roman dictator Cincinnatus in quite a few civic celebrations.

Confined To Bed, Raymond Dandridge’s Spirit Soared Although he once achieved fame, Raymond Garfield Dandridge (1883-1930) is sadly forgotten today. His poetry fits comfortably between his predecessor Paul Laurence Dunbar (to whom Dandridge was often compared) and his successor, Langston Hughes, beacon of the Harlem Renaissance. Dandridge was almost totally paralyzed by polio when he was a young man. He spent his entire writing career confined to bed, supporting himself and his mother by taking orders for coal shipments. Eventually, Dandridge’s poetry was collected by his friends into three slim volumes, offered for sale to augment his income as a coal merchant.

George Elliston’s Poetic Legacy Lives On Eccentricity manifested itself in the person of George Elliston (1883-1946). She was a longtime Cincinnati newspaperwoman who lived like a derelict but cultivated a bohemian entourage. At her death, Elliston left behind a few slim volumes and an estate worth a quarter-million dollars, grubbed together over the years by living in cold-water apartments, wearing castoff clothing and mooching meals. She bequeathed all of this to the University of Cincinnati to establish a modern poetry collection. Some of the great poets of the English language, such as Denise Levertov and Robert Frost, have served as Elliston poets-in-residence.

Eloise Robinson Was A Rare Woman War Poet Few Cincinnatians knew that Mrs. Corda Muchmore, wife of a College Hill realtor, was, in fact, Eloise Robinson (1888-1958), one of the finest war poets of America. In 1918, she journeyed to France with the YMCA to hand out refreshments and recite poetry to support the American troops. Her poems inspired by her days at the front, such as “He Had Such Glory In His Closing Eyes” and “War” were published nationally and much admired. She taught verse writing to generations of Cincinnatians through UC’s Evening College.

Postmaster And Poet Samuel Schierloh (1889-1968) followed a colorful road to poetry. Born in Reading, Ohio, he served five years in the Navy during the days when it was known as Teddy Roosevelt’s “Great White Fleet.” After a few years as an apprentice tailor in downtown Cincinnati, he joined the Post Office and eventually became postmaster in Mount Washington. In addition to penning poetry, he was a league bowler, golfer and an amateur painter. His poems mostly debuted in Cincinnati newspapers, but were collected in several volumes including “Down the Bright Seas” in 1958.

Cornell Declined Appointment As Ohio’s Poet Laureate In 1974, Annette Patton Cornell (1897-1986) was named the best Cincinnati writer of the past 50 years by the National Society of American Pen Women. Over a long career, she published five collections of her own poetry and promoted the work of others through a literary magazine, Talaria, she founded with fellow Cincinnati poet B.Y. Williams. Cornell had her own radio show devoted to poetry and other literary topics. An Ohio governor tried to recruit her as the state’s poet laureate, but she declined the invitation as a resident of Fort Mitchell, Kentucky. Her son, Si Cornell, had a long career at the Cincinnati Post.

Lawrence Welk Boosted The Career of Cincinnati’s Greeting Card Poet All of Helen Steiner Rice’s (1900-1981) best-selling books were published by Cincinnati’s Gibson Greeting Card Company. Rice was born in Lorain, Ohio and married a Dayton banker who committed suicide during the Great Depression. After working in publicity and inspirational speaking, she joined Gibson as an editor and worked there for more than 40 years. Her book sales skyrocketed in the 1960s when several of her poems were read on the Lawrence Welk television show.

X-ray Damage Launched A Poet’s Career While still a teenager, Anna M. Tansey (1906-1989) almost died when a doctor exposed her to a nearly fatal dose of X-rays. She lost one lung and part of another. Long an invalid, confined to bed, she devoured piles of books brought by her family from the library. When new antibiotics allowed her to leave her house, she embarked on a career as a poet and an advocate for ecumenical relations among religions. Her poems were often on spiritual themes, as the title of her best-selling poetry collection, “Seven Gifts of the Holy Spirit” illustrates. As arthritis claimed her ability to type, she composed on a dictating machine and had her poems typed out by an assistant.

A Poet Of Great Influence Kenneth Koch (1925-2002) was born in Cincinnati to a fairly well-to-do family. His father sold office furniture and the family had a live-in maid. The family was frequently mentioned in Cincinnati newspaper society columns. After military service during World War II, Koch earned his doctorate and began a long career at Columbia University. Although he published dozens of books and was frequently anthologized, Koch is often remembered more today as a teacher than as a poet. His book on teaching children to write poetry, “Wishes, Lies and Dreams” (1970) was enormously influential.

One Small Poem For A Man . . . The oeuvre of Neil Armstrong (1930-2012), poet, is slight, consisting as it does of only two published stanzas, and that bit of doggerel clouded by controversy. In 1978, the Mini Page, a nationally syndicated children’s section carried in many newspapers, including the Cincinnati Post, asked Armstrong to provide a quote or first-person account of his moon landing. Rather than jotting a few lines of prose, Armstrong, then a professor at the University of Cincinnati, penned eight lines of poetry, clearly aimed at a juvenile audience. Unfortunately, through an editing error, the Mini Page deleted two words from Armstrong’s final line. Armstrong was not happy.

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hepatosaurus · 1 year

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national poetry month, day 18

When the Fox Comes to the City for Hans who said he comes at night and is sly No, he is not sly when he comes, not wily. He is inquisitive. He doesn’t look at me but I know I am in his regard, he wants to know what I have done with my life. He is patient and will not back off. When the fox comes to the city he brings news of the wilderness I have lost, he brings word of the ancestors, he curls his tail around me like a stole. We are wrapped together, inside his fur I am all rust and fire. No, it is not night; it is not glum, when he comes, but, yes, there is snow and the red richness of the fox crossing it, running beside the car-crowded avenues. When he goes away, he heads west, under the underpasses and out beyond to the banks of the long long river. —Patricia Fargnoli

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michellegflye · 9 days

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National Poetry Month: Fortune Cookie Poetry 18, “Be not afraid of growing slowly; be afraid only of standing still”

Not gonna lie. This isn’t my best effort. I’m on the road and have been up since six, will be up until 11 or so tonight. It’s one of those days. But I did manage to come up with a haibun inspired by this fortune. Also, because I’m on the road and traveling with fortune cookies didn’t seem terribly convenient, I’m using an app called Daily Fortune. Here’s a screenshot of today’s fortune from the…

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#fortune cookie #haibun #love #magic #National Poetry Month #poem #poetry #romance #writing

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wausaupilot · 16 days

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UW-Stevens Point to celebrate Poem in Your Pocket Day in April

Celebrate the joy of poetry by sharing a poem as the University of Wisconsin-Stevens Point marks Poem in Your Pocket Day on April 18. April marks National Poetry Month and brings with it Poem in Your Pocket Day, encouraging people to select a poem, carry it with them and share it with friends, family, colleagues and strangers alike. The UW-Stevens Point Libraries aims to bring their reach beyond…

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#National Poetry Month #Nerissa Nelson #Poem in Your Pocket Day #UW-Stevens Point libraries

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Its giving hard Dom Chan, just throwing that into the universe

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(link) it's giving hard dom chan indeed 🫣 the universe has 🔞 thoughts under the cut hehe AND ALSO this is a shout out to our boy christopher who now writes his own smaus in bubble ( college au, forgive me for all the clichés )⠀★⠀2.3k words

content: smut,, mentions of neck kisses, restrictions, rough sex, hard dom chan i guess (it's the reason we're all here), no aftercare. plot,, chan is the hot captain of the swimming club and everybody thought he was a good boy... turns out he wasn't. credits,, mdni banner by @cafekitsune. warnings,, if any under 18 / ageless acc interacts with this fic i'll block them. note,, this was going to be a thought but it had to turn into a drabble full oneshot because i can't shut up akjshkajsd also i have no idea about how to write hard dom so i hope this is not some crazy babbling 😔

Chris and you had properly met at a party. You were friends with the one who had organised it ⎯⎯that sweet boy from your class called Felix you had been talking to since the start of the term⎯⎯ and Chris was one of the boys of the swimming club of the campus, who shared apartment with the freckled aussie. You knew who he was, of course, everyone there knew. Thanks to him, your college had won all national competitions three years in a row. And he had been in the team for those three years. So yeah, he was pretty popular.

And so were you. Yeah. Huh, kind of. Well, you weren't as popular, okay? Your first prizes in national poetry contests didn't matter to anyone when they could cheer for the handsome, curly-haired swimmer. You didn't hold it against him, though. It was kind of impossible. The boy was all kind words and gentleman behaviour, to your dismay, so you could only sigh and accept his nature.

The problem was that, somehow, you had caught his attention. Your literature teacher, who had a soft spot for you and was certainly a gossip fan, had told you once that the day before, when you had been absorbed reading the last book you had bought, that Chris guy had been stealing glances towards you all afternoon instead of listening to his teammates.

That would probably have surprised you, if it hadn't been for the fact that the week before he had greeted you at the end of one of his training sessions 一where you had gone to see Felix exclusively一 in front of the whole team and their female public with a quick wave of his hand and a wink. And that two days before that, he had offered you his umbrella when he saw you waiting for the rain to stop under the arcades of your faculty. And that earlier in the month you had bumped into each other in the corridor, and he had helped you pick up your backpack from the floor.

You knew it wasn’t a coincidence. At that party, in that exact moment, watching how his gaze slid around the room, his lips curving in an ambiguous grin as he saw you. And you smiled back, batting your lashes in a flirty gesture, your hips swaying to the music, turning to your best friend. It had been a risky move, you knew. But you also knew guys like him. Angelic looks, impeccable manners, but with more red flags than the most beautiful beach whose waters were infested with sharks. And everyone knew his reputation: dedicated athlete by day, fuckboy at night. It wasn't a secret he tried hard to hide. Your point? Let's just say the adrenaline of a dive among predators was something you were willing to try. So you waited until you felt his breath caress your neck, and the deep voice of his Australian accent whispered a "What are you up to?" in your ear.

"What do you want me to be up to?" you replied, turning your head just enough to admire his side profile, feeling the warmth of his body against your back, mirroring the eager gleam of his gaze in yours.

You noticed the moment he slid his hands to secure them on your hips, his palms practically burning your skin, and you dropped your head against his shoulder with a sigh as he pushed his hardened bulge against you, smirking into the crook of your neck. And you also noticed the moment his breath hitched, as you grinded softly against him, when he tightened his grip on your flesh, swallowing a groan he didn't intend to let out.

“If you keep this up, it’ll get out of hand” he warned, chuckling, his laughter in a low, almost dangerous tone.

"What happened to your kindness and nice greetings, pretty boy?" you asked, turning to face him, sliding your hands over his shoulders, your faces mere inches apart.

“You really like it when I act all weak and nice, huh?”

You rolled your eyes, cracking a lazy smile, and tried to prolong the tension, hovering over his lips tentatively, whispering “I really like it when you stop with the bullshit, Channie”.

And yet it was the fact that you dared to leave a sloppy, wet kiss over his cleavage, that sharp line that his black shirt didn't hide at all, what made him snap, his hand grabbing your wrist in a rough motion, dragging you through the crowd while you just smiled. Your train of thought was totally interrupted as Chris closed the door, his lips all over yours, pinning you against the wall. And you let him be, arching your back when he placed one of his hands on your neck, the other twitching slightly over your waist every time you tease him by exhaling shaky moans into the kiss.

The second time you attempted to slide your hands into his pants he groaned against your lips, grabbing your wrists and pulling them up to press them above your head, your hands clenched into fists but avoiding resisting, pressing his body to yours. “Stop with that” he warned, his gaze darkening when he looked at you from above, your cute smile doing nothing to soften his motions.

“Or what?” you answered, sweet venom dripping from your voice, grinding again towards him, “What are you going to do about it?”

“Oh, so you are one of those girls” he said, his mouth wearing a wolfish grin, tightening his grip on your wrists, bringing his face closer to yours until you began to breathe the same air.

You snorted, unimpressed, "The kind of girl that makes you want to repeat the night?"

“The kind of girl that needs to learn a lesson” his breath was light as a feather over your neck, every exhale tickling your skin, and you muffled a whine, biting your lower lip. Oh, you liked where it was going.

“And you’re the one who’s teaching it to me, mmm?” you whispered, your eyes closed, craving to feel his lips against yours one more time.

He licked your neck, his tongue drawing a wet line up your throat, and you felt his crooked grin against your jaw when he heard you whimper, your brows furrowed in concentration. But when he pressed a wet kiss on that soft spot under your ear you lost it, your body going loose under his strong grip.

“Are you familiar with the traffic light system?” he asked, caressing the skin of your wrists, which was starting to turn slightly red, your pulse pounding like crazy against the palm of his hands.

“Green” you murmured, your eyelids fluttering with every movement of his lips against your bare neck while talking. “Oh, so green”.

“Just checking, baby girl” he chuckled, securing one of his hands over both of your wrists, the other one grabbing you by your jaw. “You say red, we stop. Meanwhile, you're all mine”.

You didn't have time to respond before he attacked your lips again, and you melted into the kiss, the pressure of his fingers controlling your face adding fire to the excitement pooling in your core. You couldn't help but sigh, your mouth responding messily to the demanding rhythm of his lips, a gasp spilling out as in one swift bite, Chris pushed his tongue in. You didn't care that your shoulders were beginning to get a little sore, not when you were savouring him like that, when he was kissing you in a way that had you craving more, that had you shivering against the wall every time his hips pressed you into the hard surface behind your back.

And when he parted from you, your lips chasing his in an action that made you feel embarrassed, you opened your eyes. You could still feel the touch of his fingers lingering on your skin, even if he had removed them, when you felt his hand snake between your bodies, cupping your cunt with a contented sigh. He began to rub the spot, fast motions over your clit that made you throw your head back, eyes closed in pleasure, feeling his soft fingertips move in circles expertly.

Your thighs twitched in anticipation each time Chris increased the speed of his fingers, clenching into nothing, ignoring the way your skirt had risen up to your waist. You knew you were leaving a stain in your underwear, you felt it, wet, against your entrance, and wondered if he was feeling it too. But all thoughts left your mind as you felt him pull your panties aside, his fingers collecting all your arousal, and your breath hitched as he slid them between your folds.

You heard him breathe out a shaky "Fuck..." as he felt the way you tightened around him, your walls swallowing his fingers with hunger, your hips following his rhythm and jerking non-stop to his thrusts, working you up with regular, fast movements. All you could do was beg him not to stop, to go faster, harder, as your legs quivered, gasping and crying out until you came in his hand.

"Open your eyes" he ordered you, his voice demanding and raspy, and your eyelids flickered before you made eye contact with him. You parted your lips, a breathy moan spilling between them, as you watched him bring his fingers to his mouth, his tongue sucking them clean. "You're not so talkative anymore, are you, brat?"

You shook your head, allowing him to use you as he pleased, feeling the firmness of his body against yours, the exact moment when he released your wrists from his grip. His hands flew to your hips to keep your legs from giving way under your weight, and your arms fell slack, the only thing that seemed to keep you sane being Chris's predatory gaze on you.

A gasp left your lips as Chris spun you around quickly, pressing himself to you again, his knee between your legs, his aching cock throbbing against you. You stifled a whimper against your hand, the other resting on the wall, the coolness of the surface providing some relief to your heated skin and he attached his lips to your neck.

You missed his touch when he moved his hands away again to unbuckle his belt, grabbing a condom from his back pocket before undoing the button of his jeans, shoving his pants and underwear down. Seeing you fall apart on his fingers had affected him more than he would ever admit, his leaking tip being the proof of it, and he needed to fuck you stupid so he could forget about you.

He stroked himself a couple of times before slipping the condom down his shaft, sliding then his hand over your belly, pulling you to him, and his cock inside you, the stretch making his low grunt and your muffled moan mingle in the air you breathed. Chris felt his ego grow as with each thrust all he heard was your soft ah, ah, ah's flooding his ears, letting him arch your back as he wished, his hands permanently gripping the flesh of your hips with a bruising grip.

“Fuck—cunt feels s’good—ah, around my cock” he slurred, your desperate clenching driving you both insane.

His pace didn't falter, his hips slamming aggressively against your ass, fucking you with all the strength of his swimmer body. And you couldn't stop babbling obscene noises, pushing yourself back at him, trying to find some support in the wall, every trust leaving you breathless, feeling his chest against your back when he bottomed out.

And when you started to sound wrecked, when your eyes rolled back into your head and his fingers digged into your skin, hips shattering into each other with precision, you let out a broken moan, the orgasm that had been building inside you finally snapped. You felt how he pulsed inside you, fucking into you almost at an animalistic pace, chasing his relief, and when he came, a low grunt echoing in the room, his hot, sticky cum filled the condom, his hips rolling into yours to ride your highs together.

You allowed yourself a moment, feeling his body over yours, both of you breathless, panting, his sweaty forehead resting against one of your shoulder blades, to recollect yourself. Chris slipped out of you, getting rid of the used condom, and you heard his airy laugh as you leaned with your back against the wall, adjusting your underwear and pulling down your skirt, smoothing all the wrinkles on its fabric.

When you hear the sounds of Chris’ belt, watching him accommodating it comfortably around his hips, you made eye contact with him, curving your lips in a cute smile —that cute smile you always flashed when you had what you wanted— and you approached him. You left a sweet kiss on his cheek, a gesture that contrasted too much with the roughness with which you had just treated each other, and you placed your hand on his chest for a moment, one last caress before whispering your farewells.

“It was fun, Chris” you muttered, your lips dancing over his without touching. “Enjoy the rest of the night”.

And you winked at him, closing the door on your way out, and heading back to the party. You could have asked for a second round, pushing your luck, getting your hopes up. You could have even got his number, let him use you as his fucktoy, enjoying his body if you couldn't have his heart. But you knew what guys like him were like: angelic looks, impeccable manners. If he was a great swimmer, even if he had too many red flags, it meant nothing when you yourself behaved like one of those sharks. How was it? Delicate poet by day, fuckgirl at night.

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OCPL Schedule Set for Summer Months

June 20: LIBRARY CLOSED for West Virginia Day - No Programs June 23: Library Partnership Program - Overcoming: A Celebration of Helen Keller Day YWCA Wheeling, in partnership with the Seeing Hand Association, and the Ohio County Public Library, will celebrate the lifework of Helen Keller, who overcame vision and hearing loss at an early age to become an accomplished scholar, author, rights advocate, and one of the founders of the American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU). This community outreach program is about overcoming obstacles and challenges in service to others.Speaker bio: GLENN R. POWELL has over 30 years of internal consulting experience in HR, Talent, DEI, and Employment Equity -- in healthcare, manufacturing, oil & gas, and higher education settings. Additional speakers TBA. FACEBOOK EVENT June 27, 2023 (Lunch With Books Returns) Abigail Adams, “Remember the Ladies” IN-PERSON ONLY To celebrate the spirit of Independence, we will welcome Abigail Adams to the Library. An active participant in our nation’s birth, Abigail Adams is well known for her advocacy of women's rights, especially in education, and her opposition to slavery. As a valued confidant and advisor to her husband John Adams, the nation's second president, Abigail cautioned him that the Founding Fathers should “remember the ladies” in the new laws they would write for our young country. Together, they were the first inhabitants of the White House. Mrs. Adams is portrayed by JoAnn Peterson for the WV Humanities Council’s History Alive program. Facebook EventLibrary Calendar July 4, 2023 LIBRARY CLOSED Happy Independence Day! July 11, 2023 It’s Wheeling History Neighborhoods! IT'S BACK! The popular trivia contest, “It's Wheeling History” returns as a one day, two-person per team history “Bee.” Teams representing Wheeling's historic Neighborhoods will answer trivia questions mostly centered on those Wheeling Neighborhoods in a Round-Robin format with a double elimination until only one team is left standing to have their names carved on the It's Wheeling History cup! Register your team now! ([email protected]). Your host: Dr. David Javersak! Want to play? Register your team today: https://www.ohiocountylibrary.org/programs/its-wheeling-history-2023-registration/7788 Facebook EventLibrary Calendar July 18, 2023 Wheeling Poetry Series with Lori Wilson and Dave Prather Lori Wilson is the author of two poetry collections: The Dream Women Called (2021) and House Where a Woman (2009). Both from Autumn House Press. A graduate of the Drew University MFA Program in Poetry, Wilson received the Mid Atlantic Arts Foundation Creative Fellowship at the Virginia Center for Creative Arts. Since 2007, she has been part of the Madwomen in the Attic Creative Writing Workshops at Carlow University, including ten years as a teacher. She lives in Morgantown, West Virginia, where she works as a software developer. David B. Prather is the author of We Were Birds (Main Street Rag Publishing, 2019). His second collection, Bending Light with Bare Hands, will be published by Fernwood Press. Published in many journals, his work has been nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart Prizes. He taught English and Creative Writing at WVU—Parkersburg and English at Marietta College. He worked as an editor at Tantra Press and for the literary journal, Confluence. He also served as coordinator and host for the Blennerhassett Reading Series. David studied acting at the National Shakespeare Conservatory in New York and still takes time to “trod” the boards at the Actors Guild of Parkersburg. He studied writing at Warren Wilson College in North Carolina. He currently serves as a reader for Suburbia Journal, and he lives in Parkersburg, WV. Facebook Event Library Calendar July 25, 2023 Japan Outreach-Language for Travel Manami Kawazoe of the Japanese Outreach Initiative at West Liberty University promotes awareness and understanding of Japan through activities and events for culture exchange. For her final presentation at LWB, she will instruct us in useful terms for travel to Japan. Facebook Event Library Calendar Aug. 1, 2023 Goosetown Memories As part of the Neighborhood Nostalgia Series, we invite people to share memories of Goosetown, a hard-nosed, fun-loving Wheeling community of up to 100 homes with small gardens and full of mom and pop stores and pubs that once spanned the area from Baltimore Street to Tunnel Green and the Creek. Sadly, most of it was taken for the modernized Route 2 leading to the I-470 ramp. Facebook Event Library Calendar Aug. 8, 2023 Music and Memories Roger Hoard and Kyle Knox will discuss music and memories from Roger’s amazing career. Roger, who will play songs along the way, was a member of Jamboree USA from 1971-2007; and former Musical Director for Jamboree USA, and Jamboree in the Hills. He's performed with the likes of Chet Atkins, Jim Stafford, Steve Wariner, Lenny Breau, Brad Paisley, Robben Ford, BE Taylor,11/70 Band, The Other Brothers, The Fabulous Bender Boys, and as a Solo and Jazz Guitarist. He is currently with: Hoard and Jones, and the Roger Hoard Jazz Quartet. Facebook Event Library Calendar Aug. 15, 2023 Faire May for San Roch In honor of the Italian tradition of marking the Feast Day of San Rocco, Faire May will present a set of Italian music accompanied by dancing from Ohio Valley International Dancers. Saint Rocco's Feast Day commemorated the end of a severe outbreak of the plague in Venice in 1576. The tradition was brought by Italian immigrants to the United States. Faire May is a traditional music band specializing in enjoyable folk music from the near and distant past. Facebook Event Library Calendar Aug. 22, 2023 TBA Aug. 29, 2023 A Solo-Acoustic Beatles Tribute In honor of the last Beatles concert, which took place at Candlestick Park in San Francisco, California before an audience of 25,000, on Aug 29, 1966, our friend The Troubadour, Bob Gaudio, returns to regale us with an array of the Fab Four’s finest. Facebook Event Library Calendar Cheers! 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