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3ntrylevel · 1 year

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enduring & persevering by rian b (my ko-fi)

enduring & persevering

life is about enduring and persevering. i don't want to be as sad as richard siken. but i don't want to lose myself to indulgences. life is about reading poetry and meeting your friends. life is about being in love and loving love. life is everything that you make it to be. i don't feel love in my joints. i don't feel love in my blood. but i feel love in my friends. in the spaces between the moon and dawn. i feel love as i endure and persevere. i feel love as deeply as i can and i hold on to it. i life for love and one day i hope love finds me too. but for now, i love you all, i hope that you all get the chance to love life too

#written #poem #proses #lgbt writing #optimism #hopeful #purple prose #hope is in the smallest things!#love #lgbt prose #trans writing #trans poet #literature #idk what else should i tag #inspired by camus haha

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animentality · 11 months

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You can't be an assassin and straight.

It's too homoerotic of a profession.

What do you mean, you're hunting other men?

You're bathing in their blood and hiding your identity from the world and you have bad relationships with your parents?

You're fighting other assassins who are holding their knives to your pretty throat and hurling chairs at your head and stabbing you in the thighs? You're bleeding and dying in each other's arms? Your dying breaths are commingling and your life force is dwindling, and all you can do is clutch each other tightly as you spiral into oblivion, but at least you're not alone, in the end?

This is the queer experience.

More queer assassins. Diversity win, that man who tried to kill you is pansexual.

If you agree, check out my new novel series.

But if you don't, it's ok to be wrong.

#writing #writers on tumblr #spilled ink #literature #prose #fantasy #assassins #lgbt #lgbtqia #lgbt representation #lgbt books #lgbt book recs #book recs

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poemsonmars · 9 months

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i like to say that

i hide you in my poetry

but that isn't true.

it's never been subtle;

everything i do is a plea

for you to come back to me.

every poem i've ever written

has been titled with your name.

-mars

#8/1/23 #the ones about heartbreak #mars.poetry #my poetry #lgbt poetry #original poetry #sad poetry #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #spilled poetry #button poetry #poetscommunity #prose poetry #original poem #unrequited love #poetry about yearning

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khwxbeeda · 4 months

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two days ago, if someone had inquired about my favourite colour, I would have answered sea blue without even thinking about it.

yesterday, however, when my sister asked me, "tai, what's your favourite colour?" i immediately said, "purple."

specifically, royal purple.

i did not say that two days ago you had playfully swiped royal purple paint on my cheek when we were painting the banner for the college fest, mischief lighting up your pretty face. i did not say that i had retaliated, and that both of us had ended up on the floor in a fetal position, stomachs aching with laughter and tears running down our purple-stained faces.

i did not say that you looked celestial, with a smudge of that brilliant colour right on the edge of your bottom lip and cheek covered in three streaks of purple by my hand. i did not say that the way you smiled at me— brown eyes bright, brown hair matted with purple paint and pink lips pulled back to show slightly crooked white teeth— had my heart jumping from my chest to my throat. i did not say that i imagined cupping your cheeks with my purple hands and pulling you into a kiss, soft and gentle and loving.

i entirely avoided explaining to my curious little sister why my favourite colour had changed overnight.

but if anyone asks, my favourite colour is purple.

specifically, royal purple.

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Tag list: @musaafir-hun-yaaron @orgasming-caterpillar @yehsahihai @hum-suffer @h0bg0blin-meat @mad-who-ra @kanha-sakhi

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patricidemutual · 1 month

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happy trans day of visibility

#poetry #poem #lgbt #transmasc #tdov #prose #trans poets on tumblr #trans poetry #(i kinda hate this and its from like a year ago)

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uncanny-tranny · 6 months

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I know this is a very unoriginal observation (much like any other), but I'm finally reading The Great Gatsby, and even I wouldn't describe men the way Nick does.

#queer #lgbt #lgbtq #i did watch the 2013 film for my ap english class though (i think they didn't have enough time left for us to actually read it)#like the way he described tom was very. superfluous in my opinion. something you want to tell the class NICK (joking)#i find myself really partial to the general writing styles of that time though #i haven't even gotten that far in the book either i'm just barely past the part where daisy is introduced #so nick is just waffling about his family history and how he rents for $80/month #which is relatable when you consider inflation. nick i hope you eat you landlord #i can see why people don't like this writing but i am endlessly fascinated by the prose #maybe i should just free myself from the impulse to hide behind layers of self-censorship and live like nick does #tbh tho i still prefer non-fiction and textbooks BUT fiction is valuable and is useful #fiction is like play - it lets you explore different possibilities and thought in a safe environment

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lost-in-prose · 9 months

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Realizing you're gay is a slow unfolding, realizing you are coming into the world. It’s not like what they show you in the movies. It’s not an alarm shaking you from your fantasy, followed by a big stretch as you grow into your new skin. There isn’t a sunny kitchen waiting for you downstairs filled with people who love and care for you. There aren’t friends telling you they are happy that you are here.

It’s the crackling in your bones as you beg to stay as you were. If you don’t think about what is waiting for you, it can’t come. Right? You snuggle deeper into the familiar comfort. Outside, someone screams for you to join them. But you don’t.

Not yet. Still waiting.

You’re still waiting for a sign. Do you wake up, or do you continue to sleep? Staying here, in this familiarity, is what saves you. Even as your mind fights to break the surface, you stay as you are. Drowning. Drowsy. Dreaming.

Realizing you're gay isn’t something someone can tell you. It’s not your mother coming in to tell you to get ready for school. It’s the panic as you think you’ve missed your alarm, only to realize you have a little more time to just lay there and be you. In your own little world, no one but you exists. Your mom stands outside with her ear pressed against the door, hoping you’ll join her.

And for a second, you think of the possibility of doing so. Of labeling yourself as awake. But then the dread seeps back in as you think about the questions to follow. Why are you waking up now? What made you so tired in the first place? Do you feel safe being awake in a world that will only make you tired again?

So you stay. You’re now fully awake, your eyes blinking away the dreams of what had been before you awoke. And you lay there. There’s no rush, is there? It’s you and the walls of your childhood room that have suddenly become a stranger’s house. Nothing seems like it’s yours– it never has been. Everything you have ever touched has just been a figment of what you had been shaping yourself into while you were fighting to stay asleep.

Realizing you're gay is like waking up, only to fight to go back to sleep. Your siblings wait for you. Your parents wait for you. Your friends. That girl on social media. The non-binary kid you sit next to in class. That TV show that tells you you’re okay. You’re safe. You’ll be alright. And instead of kicking back your covers and giving them what they want– what you want– you curl further into yourself. Being awake can wait. For now, you have sleep to catch.

[my page is a safe space. feel free to stay as long as you need]

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drinkingyoureyes · 2 months

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i want to lie on the beach with you one night. looking up at the pinpricks in the sky, reflected back across the water. i want to roll over and see those stars in your eyes, and finally, kiss you. eyes closed, the world falling away. my hands at your cheeks and in your hair, your arms around my waist, our bodies pressed so close together.

we don’t have to do anything more. just kiss. i just want you close to me. i know humans can’t fuse into one being, can’t merge into one soul. but i think with some facets of love, you might find yourself wanting to try.

#prose #thoughts #writing #literature #poetry #love #lgbt love #lgbtqia

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mossygrove333 · 2 months

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you know I hate peeling oranges. It’s messy and the smell always sticks to your hands. The juice always lingers, even after you wash your skin. And it’s not a bad smell but it still bothers me. Hell I could go forever without having to eat another orange, I like other fruits better but if you told me that you loved oranges. I would peel an entire orchard of them for you. Each and every one of them if you so wished me to.

..🍊⋆ ˚｡⋆♡⋆ ˚｡⋆🍊..

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heart-of-poetry · 5 months

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people making comments where ‘gay’ or ‘lesbian’ are used as insults or to make fun of someone and then following it with “not that there’s anything wrong with that” is the equivalent of a white person making racist comments and then justifying it with “I have a black friend.”

if you truly support the queer community, don’t perpetuate hateful beliefs by encouraging an environment where being queer is used to ridicule and ostracize others. even if you meant it as a harmless joke, there are people in the room who see your behavior as enablement for them to be hateful and homophobic and to write it off as a “joke.”

bad behavior is bad behavior. doing something in a playful manner does not erase the consequences of your actions.

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animentality · 1 year

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I AGREE.

#writing #writers on tumblr #ao3 #spilled ink #writers #prose #twitter #lgbt

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poemsonmars · 9 months

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it's hard to write

when every poem starts to

feel like a suicide letter.

most days i am an

echo chamber of apologies.

i start to wonder if

there is anything else

left in me anymore.

i go to bed empty.

most nights i am

something much worse.

-mars

#7/26/23 #the ones about mental health #mars.poetry #my poetry #lgbt poetry #original poem #poets on tumblr #spilled ink #spilled poetry #poetscommunity #prose poetry #button poetry #original poetry #sad poetry

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divinity1999 · 1 year

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Inheritance by Erin Slaughter • Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019) (gif 2) • The Bluest Eyes by Toni Morrison

#parallel #web weaving #web weavings #writing #words #dark acamedia #aesthetic #portrait of a lady on fire #toni morrison #wlw #prose #love #lgbt

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softsweetwhispers · 1 year

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there's something intimate about making something from scratch - kneading & pulling & allowing aromatic spices of incense & barks that are specially handcrafted & picked - it feels like what building a home is. flour & salt; furniture & warmth. ginger & clove; friends & family. lemon & pepper; settling down. i want to be the kind of person who invites the neighbors' kids over for a treat. i want to grasp onto something with both hands and never let go - steadfast & ready & full of love. i want to teach children how to do asl & invite everyone over for potluck parties. i wanna build a home & a family that's full of fireplace comfortability & forehead kiss affection. i want to bake how much i care into a pie for others to eat, so they can feel it. i want to use ingredients to tell what i mean when the words aren't there. i want to hug & hold & laugh & breathe. i want to be unafraid. i want to live.

| k. - @nosebleedclub feb viii. ginger and clove

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lttledog · 3 months

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Piano Lesson by Richard Siken

#beautiful #richard siken #piano lesson #poetry #poem #web weaving #word weaving #poet #poetic #lgbt poetry #gay poetry #queer poetry #lgbt poet #lgbt poem #prose

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maidenariana · 1 year

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If any on you were lying awake at night worrying that my hair might not go naturally super curly ever again. Worry not!! (Actually that was just me 😆 ) btw I'm posting some new galleries this weekend on my other media sites. Also, Star Citizen 3.18 is dropping tonight.. fingers crossed 🤞. I intend to take a nice break from some of my other projects to get some Verse time in this weekend and even on Friday morning (taking the day off). So, join me for some fun this weekend! You know how insta works.. click on my bio pic! #maidenariana #supercurly #naturalcurls #prose #lgbt #decadeofari #hazeleyes #fuschiagirl https://www.instagram.com/p/Cplc_Z2OnQE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#maidenariana #supercurly #naturalcurls #prose #lgbt #decadeofari #hazeleyes #fuschiagirl

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