[Image description: A cut-up poem, pasted over a photograph of purple-toned clouds. Transcript is below.]
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weeks ago, i told you this was happening
this utterly outrageous love for you
I've never seen anything like it.
This growing feral tip of the spear.
This is you?
Christ, you're pornographic
We will be a monumental moment in time
yet another war being waged
we'll go in violation of the law. threaten pastors
to be sharing each other
We could strip and become churches
remove the scripts
you could pray in me
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Though we are not meant to be,
We shall seal our bond with Fate's Kiss,
And prosper in the depths of Hell
so that one ballet pose...
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do any of my friends know the love I carry in every word i say to them. When I add too many words, drag on a joke that’s over, when I message them despite the fact the conversation barely ended five minutes ago? every word i speak is an intimacy that’s laced with outright adoration for them as people and all the little details that make them who they are. Do you know I love you? Do y’all know how much of you I try to commit to memory? How much I try to make you smile? do y’all know the love I feel for you?
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Go Away and Then Come Back, Martha Sprackland, in '100 Queer Poems, an anthology' (2022)
[text ID: When I creep back and try to greet it / the sea flinches from my hand. / I was treacherous / in my abandonment. / All the poets were falling / in love with the sea, at once, like baby turtles / and I was landlocked away. / I did and did not want to be held. I wanted to have the wavelets reach for me.]
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The angels themselves know the shape of your lips, I've prayed for your kiss so often.
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We consent to moving, going beyond. to sex.
i in them and their ethics in me:
they are faith
the world enshrined
a direction contrary.
We both deny our parents
By doing so im free
their gender Is an expression of power
and to them i am a religious object
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I Chose You
I chose you
it’s not a decision I still make
I’m not choosing you
I’m done
I’ve made my mind up
I chose you
and that
will never change
-Mason Gilbert
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Red.
Your lips.
Your hands.
My chest.
You are my angel of destruction.
So breathtakingly covered in blood.
And while you devoure my heart,
I am on my knees in front of you.
Looking up to you and praying for your love.
Let me be a part of you.
Let me be yours for eternity.
And so I shall die a thousands times as long as it's your hands that take my life.
As long as it’s your arms that hold me while I take one painfully last breath.
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Σε είδα να κάθεσαι μαζί του στο γνωστό παγκάκι στην πλατεία. Και είναι ειρωνικό ότι στο πίσω μέρος έχω χαραγμένα τα αρχικά μας.
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