drift
lose time gain time ride the time machine
twirl
tear up the diagnoses let them rain down like pride parade confetti
fly
use them for all they’re worth in meds or therapy or sheer survival
evaporate
claim ourselves escape artists
efficient and beautiful
Listen to Eli Clare read this poem
thinking about painting more breasts
M. Morrissey, (b. 1996)
G*D MADE ME A TRANSSEXUAL, (2025)
Cotton thread, .5 mm crochet hook
I need Art like i need God, 1997. Monoprint 30 x 41cm. Brown, N., 2006. Tracey Emin. London: Tate Publishing
God gives his smallest of dicks to his hottest of men
daily affirmations
i am the unkillable faggot
i can exist in grocery stores
i have the shittiest music taste in any room
i have a gun
do *you* think with your dick?
I think with my packer
Objects on my Dresser
MDF woodblock print
9x12 inches
don't worry darling, open ao3, men bottoming there...
Aromantic headcanons.... save me aromantic headcanonns...
something in me just wants to play wrestle with a boy i have intense homoerotic feelings towards
trans + queer in the American South (and other oddities)mid-20she/him
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