Maybe I'll find the other people like me
when I get to grad school.
Or who knows.
Maybe I'm one of a kind
and I shouldn't strain my eyes so hard
looking for my duplicate.
Saturday, January 30, 2016
Friday, January 22, 2016
Venefica
The will of the Church
to oppress, to accuse, to enact
the auto-de-fé.
An apocalyptic witchcraft
exemplified by wild nature,
a cipher for the bedevilled enemy.
Opposition is not just destroying
the mythic structure.
The Church gave man
nature to despoil.
The difficulty is one eye on the laws,
hair raising pronouncements,
misanthropy, foolish attack.
We live in a disenchanted world.
Fear us, the power of the witch
will not be disarmed.
Witchcraft, malefica, is the strong face
we show to this world.
Fight poison with poison.
1/22/2016
Found poem constructed from a section of the first chapter in Apocalyptic Witchcraft by Peter Grey
to oppress, to accuse, to enact
the auto-de-fé.
An apocalyptic witchcraft
exemplified by wild nature,
a cipher for the bedevilled enemy.
Opposition is not just destroying
the mythic structure.
The Church gave man
nature to despoil.
The difficulty is one eye on the laws,
hair raising pronouncements,
misanthropy, foolish attack.
We live in a disenchanted world.
Fear us, the power of the witch
will not be disarmed.
Witchcraft, malefica, is the strong face
we show to this world.
Fight poison with poison.
1/22/2016
Found poem constructed from a section of the first chapter in Apocalyptic Witchcraft by Peter Grey
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
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Those feelings when
You realize how completely
You are trapped in the binary.
You thought you'd escaped;
But all you did was wake up
from a dream within a dream.
You were never meant to be part of this,
And here you are, immersed completely, drowning
In a toxic way of thinking about reality
And your own transexistence.
You realize how completely
You are trapped in the binary.
You thought you'd escaped;
But all you did was wake up
from a dream within a dream.
You were never meant to be part of this,
And here you are, immersed completely, drowning
In a toxic way of thinking about reality
And your own transexistence.
Bursting
I feel like I am
Unable to contain all
the art inside me.
Unable to contain all
the art inside me.
On Being Out
Coming out is like
Taking a deep breath after
an exhausting run.
Taking a deep breath after
an exhausting run.
A Radical Act
Don't you see?
To love nature is an act of self love;
She can love us better than we can.
To love nature is an act of self love;
She can love us better than we can.
Friday, January 1, 2016
Am I trans
If you are asking
I will just tell you right now
The answer is yes.
I will just tell you right now
The answer is yes.
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