People ‘Like That’
when i joke and ask her/ what if i was in love with a girl,/ it is not a joke either.
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
Poem: A Transwoman’s Apology
I sit in my room every day now
Waiting for your call
To hear an “i love you” from you
With ‘you’ being all of me.
Three Little Pigs – A Queer Re-telling
This is the story of three little pigs,
One built a house of hay, and the other of twigs,
And the mightiest, most pompous of the three,
Built a house of bricks under a Banyan tree.
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: Our Love
Artwork by acrylicelephant
I hate that I wallow
That I bury my face into my hands
Slam the door behind me
And cry all day
I hate that my diary …
Confessions
she's a habit. an 8 am class that I take, a 5 pm phone call that I make, my best/worst muse.
Poem: Wild And Windswept
I am taught by these women
fortunate enough to have had them raise me
whether in my house or oceans away
across time
Hindi Poem: Pillow
Hindi Poem by Shubhshree Mathur.
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-"
Graphic Short Story: My Imaginary Friend
Meera made a friend in the glass case she suffocated in for 25 years.
Poem: The Whole Is Bigger Than Half And Half
Here, bisexuality is more like
bye sexuality
like gay, but not gay enough,
like double the options (or so you think)
but eight times the panic.
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: Who Are Pansexuals?
It is a sexual and emotional orientation that identifies with having intimate and romantic relationships with any and every gender.
Poem: Don’t Tell Me To Cut My Hair
An intellectual phenomenon, almost
Ready for you to stare at but never touch
And debate what these clothes mean, this hair, this skin, this nail hanging limply at the end of my
finger
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.
