Poems

Queer as in Disabled

Bill Pappas (Chapel Hill/Carborro/Boone/Asheville, NC) (author’s note: I am writing this in response to my anonymous piece “Human Illumination Virus” from last issue. I can no longer remain in the shadow of stigma and therefore I choose to be stronger.…

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Robert Braxton (Crystal River, Florida) It was a time and place no one wanted to be. No one knew if it would be you or me. The loss of friends, I could have been a lost friend too. Some said…

Family Fears

Sean Trull (Greensboro, NC) Personally, I struggle with acting out. Not because I’m uncomfortable, or because I’m in any physical danger, but because I’m afraid of judgment. Even when I know that yes, now I need to act out, now…

Restless Thoughts

Walt Rakestraw (Greensboro, NC) Love is very strange, If you search, You can’t find it, If you leave it be, It will find you, Everyone wants “Love”, And everyone expects others to find “Love”, It’s a way of life, But…

The Perfect Imperfect Love

Shawn Tyler Hardin (Greensboro, NC) One looks upon the rose And cannot but help To admire it’s beauty And one cannot help But to want that rose To pick and cherish it Not a soul in the world Would not…

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Elizabeth LeJeune (Oakland, CA) I refuse the melancholia of little girls without mothers. I will not accept senselessly prolonged sadness. I don’t know who that woman was. How could I miss someone I don’t know? I miss the idea thrown…

The Summer

Michael Johnson (Lincoln, NE) I have glimpsed in my dream last night that which may be no more than a dream. It comes, from somewhere in the sands of time, moving its liquid thighs, sloughing through the air and rippling…

rapture/rupture

Cynthia Lee (Greensboro, NC) I. beloved, our love was not enough you were my mirror when you moved i moved me an imperfect copy you opening inside of me but as much as i tried, i was not enough II.…

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Robert Braxton (Crystal River, Florida) I look at him I see beauty. I look at his body I see desire. I look at his hands I see want. I look at his face I see wishes. I look in his…

I am duality.

Eliana Weiner (Greensboro, NC) One day I am ‘they’ – dressed like every Queer living in Brooklyn and the next I am ‘she’ – wearing a flower crown, long skirt, and bare feet. I should not have to have a…

Constantly Being

Sebastian Stryer (Raleigh, NC) Always shifting Ever changing Rippling through a spectrum Diverse as a Prism’s after-light Up down left right Under over Sideways An infinite cycle is Carouseling out of control In the middle At the extremes Rocketships of…

For Isa

JJ Langley (Thirsk, North Yorkshire, England) Please forgive me, this world is not my own Please forgive me, I’ll be leaving on my own Please don’t judge me, I will not sit on that throne Please don’t hang me, I…

Connect the Dots (A Childhood Memoir)

Elina McGill (Winter Park, Florida) I’m surprised I passed kindergarten I couldn’t help but to graffiti outside the hetero-gender defined lines Like an awkward categorization you attempted to force into a Venn diagram I never really overlapped Falling outside the…

Gender boundary

Morgan Hakala (Greensboro, NC) I am big. But boys are bigger. I am tall. But boys are taller. I am fast. But boys are faster. I am strong. But boys are stronger. I have always been a tomboy. I climb…

We don’t do boxes

Kia Vaughn (Greensboro, NC) Queerness, boxes, identity, relationships, presentation, politics not just, but more Friendships, boundaries, family (chosen/blood), music, school, work, class, race, experience the world, food, showing affection, love, poly, media, perceptions, lost, broken, rebuilt, denied, affirmed. It’s a…