Archive for the tag Poems

Private Matters

now that the private is political am i a liberal because i don't kink shame myself or because i go around calling marx "karl daddy"

Poem: Phone Sex

You come in less than a minute after I do But always after me And I wish you'd stay for a while and talk about the day- your day with me But the line goes dead soon after

Dear Queer Old Person

Convinced that she was comatose, the two girls stared at each other for a second or hundred – the squeaky titters ceased.

Hansel And Gretel: A Queer Re-telling

Gigantic, and covered in striped rainbow tiers, The house was called, “Safe Space for Our Fellow Queers” A wondrous haven, a serendipitous find, Here, Gretel could love freely and Hansel could bind.

Poem: How Do You Know?

how do you know it's girls? i wonder as my friend comes out to me how do you know the limit of your love? and somehow, weird quizzes dragged me all over the internet

Poem: You

You buy me your favorite Carlos Luis Zafón & beg, no demand that I read it. You don't "take favors” But blushed when I gave you Neruda's Twenty Love Poems- Michael Faudet's erotic poetry, you said, "touched you in places-"

acatalepsy

The universe tells you nothing. But when I first laid my eyes upon her left shoulder, and saw a tiny, black mole all this logic was gone.

Poem: Gulmohar Tree

Shyam and Bunty Sucking on ripe mangoes, Skipping school And so, in the cool shade of the Gulmohar tree, They bend and break their first ever rule.

Poem: Pink

The luminous room was welcoming, A place where he was transformed, Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, This is where his life reformed.
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