Attempted updates at the whim of the moon from the adventures of a queer on a quest to find themself and save the world.
Thursday, November 28, 2019
day 28: Gratitude poem
The King is Dead
Dethrone the turkey
From his smug place at the center of the thanksgiving table
His crispy skin
Crinkling under our forks.
Eat the rich
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