May 2013
11 posts
“Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with...”
– Sylvia Plath (via oh-girl-among-the-roses)
April 2013
9 posts
“Suck my cockiness, Lick my persuasion.”
– Rihanna
I like to call this the TRUTH
really liking someone kinda sucks because you’re either really happy or really sad
“Can’t lose what you never had, can’t keep what’s not yours and...”
– Frank Ocean
March 2013
6 posts
April 1st: part 1
The sweet unattainability, the grasp that holds me so tight. We are back home with the air thickening and the salt crusting our lips shut restraining truths and moments that once lived. I prefer my new muzzle it goes with my captive heart and mind. I met my shadow in a dream 5 nights ago and his name is April 1st. We stared at each other and as hard as I tried I could not keep my eyes on him. My...
“And that’s when I know it’s over. As soon as you start thinking...”
– Junot Diaz
February 2013
2 posts
Happy Fucking Valentine's Day
Looking at Each other, Muriel Rukeyser
Yes, we were looking at each other Yes, we knew each other very well Yes, we had made love with each other many times Yes, we had heard music together Yes, we had gone to the sea together Yes, we had cooked and eaten together Yes, we had laughed often day and night Yes, we fought violence and knew violence Yes, we hated the inner and outer oppression...
Bulking Up!!
The pretty guy at the front desk at Crunch on Washington Avenue on South Beach in Miami swipes my gym card and says, “Make sure you beat up the boys in there, Pansy.” He’s referring to my maroon baseball cap—Pansy’s scrawled across the hat’s front panel, a way of owning my femme trans masculinity in the sea of gym queens. “More guys should wear Pansy hats,” he says with a swish of his hips. He...
January 2013
12 posts
End of Wednesday
I’m mad/because I love you
-Ashanti
Shitty Beauty Queen
The river scours excess
from the big book
hailing change:
a smooth, political stone.
Lift it out, lift it, out,
from the stately disorder—
I am here for the queen,
beauty among beauties,
she spies on the unconscious
water of my active cells,
digesting weakness into
each thick fibrous page.
“And it’s not enough
To tell me that you care
When, we both know the...”
– Florence
The Poetics of Working Out
Spread your hairy legs hip width apart
underneath your gradually burgeoning shoulders:
modified plank position.
Secure your arms parallel, touching and perpendicular
to those attention-getting legs. Go ahead
and create the rays of the sun:
light pollution evocative of a Christian God
or a more seventies psychedelic version
as from the self-help book I’m OK, You’re OK.
Rotate your eager resistant...
Finalizing the definition for the 2nd day of 2013
re·build
/rēˈbild/
Build (something) again after it has been damaged or destroyed.
Noun
An instance or rebuilding something, esp. a vehicle or other machine.
Defining the 2nd day of 2013
replaced past participle, past tense of re·place (Verb)
Verb
Take the place of.
Provide or find a substitute for (something that is broken, old, or inoperative).
December 2012
36 posts
“You’ll have to be careful,
My otherness will spoil you,
Ruin you,
After me…...”
– Warsan shire (via somlr) #voodoopussy (via bad-dominicana)
fuck yeah, hard femme!: 10 Ways to Break Your Own... →
onlinecounsellingcollege:
The worst kind of heartache is the kind you inflict on yourself. If you don’t want to break your own heart, then don’t…
1. Let people invalidate or minimize how you feel – If you feel something, you feel it and it’s real to you. No one else lives in your…
“My heart runs me…over and over again.”
– Myself
