sapphism : a web weave

Sappho / Girls Like Girls, Hayley Kiyoko / Heavy, Tegan And Sara / The Chapel of Saints Perpetua and Felicity at The Basilica / Lyra Wren / But I'm A Cheerleader, Jamie Babbit / Asking About You, Eloise Klein Healy / Ring of Keys, Lisa Kron / Le Sommeil, Gustave Courbet

Poetry by Lyra Wren on TikTok

If this doesn’t describe them I don’t know what does 🪻

" “you cannot love her,” they whisper, “for it is a sin.”

i only smile at their words

knowing that they have not knelt at her altar

nor tasted the divinity staining her lips.

they have not heard her giggles

murmured between every kiss.

“so be it then,” i say.

“i will walk into hell gladly

knowing i've held heaven in my hands.” "

- lyra wren

when trixie mattel said “tell me little dear, if you only lived here did you really ever live at all? ‘cause you’d be amazed in the summer, how the days of the spring turn into fall. Just listen to your brother you can run in the cover of the night sky when it falls. I know that you think that you’re growing but you’re just tall.” and when lyra wren said “being sisters means you'll peel the rinds of your oranges and while the smell of citrus saturates the air, you'll find yourself handing over half for an equal share because being siblings is willingly going half hungry to share in life's sweetness.” and when claire from fleabag said “the only person i’d run through an airport for is you.” and when teagan and sara said “hey, i’m just like you, a little messed up and blue, hey, i’m just like you, not sure what the fuck i’m to do.” and when….

"You cannot love her" they said, "for it is a sin."

"So be it then" I say,

"I will walk into hell gladly knowing I've held heaven in my hands"

This is why I’m gender expansive nonbinary. I’m not a girl, but I was raised in this and I love it. I love being a girl. It is not all I am, but it is part of who I am - a big beautiful part.

Women are amazing. Being raised as one was a blessing. There are severe drawbacks, but I choose to hold on to the beauty, while fighting against the bullshit.

this has me crying tonight.

I am starting a poem a week challenge and the first edition is by Lyra Wren a 20 year old poet from Indiana