i love you weight gain i love you acne i love you tdick i love you voice cracks i love you bad hairline i love you horniness i love you aggression i love you stopped periods i love you shitty facial hair
Testosterone box
Quick painting done with a palette knife on canvas board
“whispered ‘mississippi’s’”
learned to count thunder on my grandparents’ porch
the whispered “mississippi’s” separating the miles
in between lightning storms to home front
tongue to sky to taste raindrops
before sprinkled upon the cement
(like the first blood i spilled)
and coating grass blades with dew
as well as the buzz cut i carried through elementary
when puddles meant being splashed by rubber boots
and not onto me by careless traffic
passing through cityscapes
wet socks are different when being asked for
rather than being forced to have under an umbrella
yearning to run through that yard yet again
may 9, 2024
cinema without people: Brokeback Mountain (2005, dir. Ang Lee)
“Days are so long
And the nights never seem to end
I’d give all that I have
For an hour with you, my friend
With you, my friend”
Lyrics from
by The Devil Makes Three
the best kind of ships are the ones that have something aromantic going on
Objects on my Dresser
MDF woodblock print
9x12 inches
“for the world beyond death is surely august”
E.M. Forster “The Point of It
thank u earth for leather & fur & sex & pottery & laughter & rain & the lilac bush & hay in a field & cows to eat the hay & thank u earth for a perfect view of the moon
trans + queer in the American South (and other oddities)mid-20she/him
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