Category: citizen trans* {project}
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An excerpt from the truly inspired presidential action. By the authority vested in me as President by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, it is hereby ordered: Across the country today, medical professionals are maiming and sterilizing a growing number of impressionable children under the radical and false claim that…
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I’m scared to touch the blue bag on my bedI fold laundry and hot clothes into the drawer a little askewair cool again under the window socks warm out when they’re upair flying through the swamp cooler light tasty and full of rain I made the bed two months passing to sleepon my beautiful red…
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Donald Trump’s win is something extraordinary, something divine.It’s extraordinary in its idiocy, and as divine as any punishment gets.It makes me furious; it makes me mad.It makes me wish that I were evil and bad.Evil enough to not really care, bad enough to hate somebody.Cause today is not for the faint and good of heart.Today’s…
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Upside down I show herhow to load the film butwe didn’t realize the lead slippedwe went around the dark tongue flutteringon closed lipsshutters firing intoshop windowscap guns at strangerspoint blankempty firecrackers set offin the mallfor children to play inwith their teddy bears and magic wandsbold with silver we cast shadowsof the world onto our palmswe’ll…
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Every day we wake up to a new kind of surrender.AndI bury my lover.in the silt and sand of a water-soaked beach.Pearly blue eyes,In oceans I’ll never enter again.I am a hollow spectre, haunting Scorched by the sun-kissed sand, and I am Kneeling,picking up shards of glass, cupping my hands together, gather moreuntuck my shirt…
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The very thought of throwing myself overboard made me recoil. There were Conrad and Melville, of course, maybe Golding. No other major writer of fiction who’d spent much time at sea came to mind. The watery writers didn’t much appeal. Eugene O’Neill was the only playwright I could think of who sailed. Hart Crane and…
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The US is a joke, a cruel and unfunny joke from a bully. It relies on old timey racist tropes that are more played out than the Apprentice as the becoming president or the Fear Factor guy being treated like a person deserving of our attention. This colonial projects as structurally and longevity of a…
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When I came out as fresh as a fawn and as juicy as a lamb I want you to know I already had the scars on my chest. I was born like this, with a body that would be preyed upon like so many before me and so many after. I knew from the second…
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Fighting fascism does not evoke in me anything resembling joy. Any resistance implies a need for resistance, which implies the existence of oppression, and the only thing in the world which cannot bring about happiness, is oppression. I do not fight, nor do I wish to fight with greater desperation, because of the joyous fruits…
