this poem discusses a woman in love with a figment of her imagination. she animates the sky to fit her idea of love while recognizing how the relationship is unattainable.
I Dream A World
I dream a world where justice, like a blanket, covers the unfair earth with freedom and equality, making everything peaceful and the impossible, obtainable. I wish for a pheonix to rise from the ashes of hatred in the silhouette of justice, carrying tidings of peace, as the raven of bigotry plummets down to a bitter…
And I Dance Slowly
Trigger Warnings: HIV/AIDS, Death Summary: “And I Dance Slowly” develops the relationship between two men, one with HIV. Plaguing gay men, HIV greatly affected many lives in the 1980s/1990s, especially. This work shows the love they feel for each other, even as they continue their dance with death.
Ice Cream and Jane Austen
Summary: This is the story of a bookish blonde and a headstrong heroine who realize they have more in common than they thought at first glance.
I don’t want to be afraid (Coming out)
I don't want to be afraid Yet I always am I don't want to be ashamed But I don't know if I can Be brave Be strong Instead of hiding behind this mask I want to admit my insecurities But I'm to afraid I know they will be supportive of me Why can't I be…
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A swipe Pulling my pen Across a blank sheet of paper A smear of ink Follows my hand The start to a rainbow
I Want To Be Loved- Ch. 2
My mother’s face has always shown her emotions well. Even when I was a kid I could predict if she was disappointed, worried, stressed, or joyful. The point is my mom is a readable person, you usually know what she is thinking. This was not the case today. Her emotions were different than I had…
a thousand miles to the east
it’d be a thousand miles to the east and almost two thousand miles to the west but I am willing to fly, drive, take a bus, or walk, across those stretches of land so that I can hug my partners so that I can kiss them and cuddle them and just be with them for…
Grave Digger
tw: gender dysphoria What am I doing wrong? Her visits are rare and cruel. She uses a knife and digs it into the wounds she helped create. She says my name in a grave, knowing that I mourn its loss. But can I criticize? I'll just be pushing her away. I miss her. But it's…
I Want To Be Loved- Ch. 1
Ari West is in the closet with anxiety, and when her homophobic mom finds her sister’s pride flag, the future is uncertain. It smells like home, but it’s black, dark, and empty. I can feel my favorite blanket on my arm but it’s not there. There is nothing here, just me. I can feel the…
