#lgbt poetry

[poemsonmars]

i don't have any dark secrets

but i do have a few light ones.

and i don't mean light

in that they're not heavy

because fuck they are,

but rather... well,

my secret is that i am terrified

to tell her that i love her

and how could that possibly

be anything but sunshine?

how could loving her,

in whatever horrible

form that may be in,

be anything other than

the single greatest thing

i've ever done with my life?

it doesn't matter if

she doesn't love me back

if i never get the courage

to tell her anyway.

i will keep my secrets

buried deep inside and

hope that their light

is enough to keep me warm.

i will keep loving her

and i will keep it to myself.

-mars

[strrenmeisje]

real estate, richard siken (2020)

[makingqueerhistory]

Queer poetry? Both modern and historical please!!

Queer poets from history to look into:

Yona Wallach

Ifti Nasim 

Langston Hughes

Assotto Saint

Anderson Bigode Herzer

Yosano Akiko

Sappho

tatiana de la tierra 

Walt Whitman 

Sophia Parnok

György Faludy 

Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī

Modern poetry books to check out:

I Hope We Choose Love: A Trans Girl's Notes from the End of the World Kai Cheng Thom

God Themselves Jae Nichelle

IRL Tommy Pico

Homie: Poems Danez Smith

Sacrament of Bodies Romeo Oriogun

Disintegrate/Dissociate Arielle Twist

I Would Leave Me If I Could: A Collection of Poetry Halsey

Nepantla: An Anthology Dedicated to Queer Poets of Color Christopher Soto

[haveyoureadthispoem-poll]

"in the old world, before the body / awoke and ruptured, / you followed your father shirtless / through the yard, grass bloody knees, / one of the men in your small cowboy / boots and muddied hands."

Purchase a copy | Reblog for a larger sample size!

[sweatermuppet]

my friend, sol rios, released her debut collection of poetry this month, ghost of my ghosts, & i was given the high honor of writing the foreword for it. you can get a copy here + log it on goodreads

i posted one poem, blessed be, in full if you'd like a preview

here are two other quotes for a further taste:

from in conversation with the ghosts that have followed me

from i am in the gym everyday training to hold as many cats as possible

thank you so much for checking it out + sharing! any attention directly supports independent & transsexual creators 🩷

[typewriter-worries]

acknowledgments, Danez Smith

[ Text ID: and how many times have you loved me without my asking? / how often have i loved a thing because you loved it? / including me. ] 

[its-fnaf-time-bitches]

I love you nonbinary people.

I love you nonbinary people who use pronouns associated with the binary, i love you nonbinary people who use they them, I love you nonbinary people who use neo pronouns, I love you nonbinary people who use a combination or all.

I love you nonbinary people who never want to medically transition, I love you nonbinary people who want to medically transition, I love you nonbinary people who want to transition to look like the opposite of your agab, I love you nonbinary people who want to transition to look like a mixture, I love you nonbinary people who don't know yet what they want from medical transition. I love you pre-op, post-op, and never op.

I love you nonbinary people who feel no association with their agab, I love you nonbinary people who feel very close with their agab, I love you nonbinary people who have a complicated relationship with their agab.

I love you amab nonbinary people, I love you afab nonbinary people, I love you intersex nonbinary people.

I love you nonbinary people who choose to keep their birth name, i love you nonbinary people who choose to change their name, I love you nonbinary people who chose to do an interesting unique thing with their birth name.

I love you nonbinary people who are masculine, I love you nonbinary people who are feminine, I love you nonbinary people who are androgynous and I love you nonbinary people who are beyond all of those definitions.

I love you all. In these trying times, you all deserve so much love. Peace and love on planet Earth.

[Image description: a gibbon perched on a rock, their arms crossed, and their legs folded, giving the appearance of them just relaxing. They are surrounded in pink hearts and sparkles, as if indicating they are relaxing whilst feeling love. End description.]

[arcanumb]

Jesus Calls From The Mouth Of The Cave — Sol Rios

[toxins-private-collection]

Please wash my hair for me.

Lay out an outfit you know I love,

And gently paint my nails.

Brush the tangles from my hair.

Braid it back,

Like my mother used to do.

Hold me while I fall asleep.

Whisper sweet lullabies,

And repeat how you love me.

[poemsonmars]

you told me that daisies

are your favorite flower

and i had to fight the urge

to plant a bouquet

of them in my lungs.

i want to cough up

petals and stems

when you smile at me.

i want to be so full of

your favorite things

that i forget how to breathe.

-mars

[androgynealienfemme]

"Night on the Town

When I step into my red silk panties and swivel into the matching strapless bra my butch bought for me for Valentine's Day

When I slide on my black mesh stockings with toes pointed, sitting on the edge of the bed like some Hollywood movie queen

When I shimmy into my spandex dress that sparkles and turns over the tops of my thighs like a disco ball over a snappy crowd

When I puff on my pink clouds of blush, brush my eyelashes long and lush, smear my lips and nails richer than ruby red

When I step into my sky high heels, snap on some shiny earrings and slip seventeen silver bracelets halway up my arm

When I dab my shoulders and neck, earlobes and wrists, cleavage and thighs with thick, musky perfume

When I curl my hair into ringlets that dip over one eye and bounce off my shoulder like a Clairol girl gone wild

When I turn from the mirror, pick up me purse and announce to my butch that I'm ready to go

When I see her kick the door shut, hear her declare, "We're not going anywhere, tonight"

When I whine and say, "But we never go out," following her back to the bedroom, my lips in a pout

When I give in and let her have her way with me pretending that wasn't my plan all alone"

"MY LOVER IS A WOMAN" by Lesléa Newman, On Butch and Femme: Compiled Readings, (edited by I.M. Epstein) (2017)

[i-indigo]

We're strangers now.

It's strange

To pass you by on the street,

When last year you would bathe me in kisses.

I Wanted To Accompany You To The Bus Stop

[xavierocean]

we don't have to be lovers

we can be just friends

I'd hate for us to make it this far

only to have the same end

I thought it could work

but feelings don't just go away

the amount of tears I've shed for you

is inexplicably more than I can say

[aphrodites-serenade]

Disease

I look at childhood pictures of me and parents fondly

Knowing that I will view them differently years later

I mourn for the girl in the picture, knowing that she's what her parents taught her to hate

A fictional character is received with loving arms by their parents

And I hold back my tears poisoned with jealousy

A hand that is warm and inviting

Will point to the exit when I reveal myself to be different

I shouldn't be here, eating dinner and laughing with them

My dad brings up the same kind of people each time

Insults and curses leave his mouth as his teeth tear through his food

My mother agrees and laments about the time when the world was good,

When people were normal

I have learned to listen quietly, so that my tongue may not betray me

So when the church celebrates the Binding of Isaac, I remember to bite down

He tells us that life is not about what we want, it's what God wants

My parents eyes are glued onto the pastor and I feel a knife stab my chest

The pain would lessen if I weren't so close to them

But when I come back from school, they smile

They embrace me in their arms and I pray that this is not the last time

[stuffydollband]

Sonnet for Concussions

I’ve been losing my alr_ady-weak grip

On th_ late failed sta_e of my emotions

Fleei_g the carnage _n a stolen shi_

Onl_ to ca_size int_ t_e ocean

I’_e b_en taking _ drill to _he sea f_oor

Lettin_ the ey__ess creatur_s take t_eir sha_e

_’ve bee_ saying thi__s th_t I’ve sa_d be_ore

Ent___ng roo_s, u__ure ho_ _ got there

Mis___g th_ngs made of ___ holes that __ey leave

So_gs pl__ked _part __ the ne__tiv_ not_s

Sto__es _ li_ed th__ugh bu_ s_ar_ely b__ieve

__unt_ng t_e ha_ls __ _y s_ull _il the_ bl_at

__r __w lo_g c_n I dec___ th_ me__i_g

O_ __ank pa_es a__ un__ru_tu_ed k__n_n_?

[sweatermuppet]

cis people asking cis questions by silas denver melvin (@sweatermuppet)

[Text ID: did you cut the blood out yourself & try again? have you told your doctor? your daddy? what do you think your mother will say? is your body normal as i want it to be? can you define normal? do you mind my asking? can i ask some more? have you found a god who approves? does the church board their windows? do boys wilt when you kiss them? did you cut the blood out yourself & try again? what do you look like in your dreams? are you sexed? do you want to be? does your dog still come when you call his name? are you virus or wine? is your name more important than the one you were born under? how phantom is your [ ]? when did you learn to dress your shame? do you wear it well? do strangers find you fuckable? do you want them to? are you more rot or riot? do you think you belong in sports? or television? how about the world? are you wanted? did you cut the blood out yourself & try again? did you try again? did you try again? /End ID]