Waxing Moon / Earthshine – A Poem
The first time I hear someone use ‘gay’ as an insult, my body rejects it but my tongue— The acrid taste of the word pricks […]
The first time I hear someone use ‘gay’ as an insult, my body rejects it but my tongue— The acrid taste of the word pricks […]
I sound like a broken record, a chorus stopping and staring from apathy to tired tears. DJed by a neglected needle of a dusty player that […]
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