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a peach called peach bastard
there is a peach called peach bastard friends also call it right right vagabond ” you perceive what you are, what you lack, what you could be.” so it really wants to be a merboi with pearlescent scales but lacks the language of its magic catalyst — wording to being — it stands with no […]
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my mother’s tongue slicks around
he was with a hat on said he couldn’t get a megabus ticket online i reply in two tired sentences. i, too, have an issue i couldn’t fix online through his eyes, i see him skirting around he asked, you from the islands? i said maybe haiti? haiti.
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every flick is desire’s desire
my cuntbreaths linger long into my dreams the mouth of me couples to continually be student of her thighs toward togethering yet another coursework in marginal pleasure except it’s not like work at all / but butt against labour its gaze its easy its easy to treat this shit like verses slipping out my tongue […]
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paean for big o/ spell 2
I like this fresh water sweetness you’ve buttered over my living.What luck—meeting me exactly where i amornateperverse being of flame heart emoji!I like living with you since you sought me in that bended whirl of realitypressing love divine against the rawbruised by rebirth edges of my heart.I brat a lot because i am desperatebecause i […]
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poememe ii
poememe ii, 2022. inspired by @trans.feral’s insta story. reads: gock from a girl who has knows struggle.
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poememe i
poememe i, 2021. note: all my shit is cursed for people who steal stuff. i almost didn’t not want to say anything and leave it on a fuck around and find out surprise bitch mode, but me benevolent as i am say don’t steal. remixing always ok.
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the gods must think humans are magicians
the world was supposed to end may last year. so what if it’s the poems, acts, songs of survival and healing that havv delayed the end of the world ? what if for this, the god of the firmament overlooking it all intercedes to the god of below to tarry till the destruction of what […]
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over there, untethered
freedom beckons for a peck when still in bed nursing a small headache. so you raise the blind however. still the threats, do not regret. you made it altogether here. mother freedom, like the rising of the dawn, hangs above watching you weave these many versions of them sweetly slid into last night’s dream casting sun to […]
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repetition
now mami i let go of the fear of repeating myself shimmer, glitter, laceration, divine, boi of seven, pure stray. repetition is ritual this personal reality embarking on a spiral of its continuous doing.
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they/it wants to vybe all day
i.) Those dazzle days like angels dancing to shake off genitals Once, inside twenty-five years ago, it was said some days dazzle are just effervescent like this— dose days when it wasn’t the laundry you did right or anything you earned. Wrong for the nine to five clock, you infact stayed up all night till […]