Eat, Shit, Love: My own personal spiritual journey

Attempted updates at the whim of the moon from the adventures of a queer on a quest to find themself and save the world.

Friday, September 25, 2020

Heron

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 I love to see you swoop I hate to hear you squawk I love to see you fly I hate to watch you walk Today I told her that life is just the sam...
Wednesday, September 23, 2020

Poem for you

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I can't remember the way your hair is sunlight  But I wish it was night so I could see it shining for the south I can't remember the...
Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Body series 26

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 I am entrenched in the metaphor of fall I cannot escape the synchronicity of pumpkin spice body lotion and apple picking themed phone backg...
Friday, September 18, 2020

Conceiving the unspoken

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 Here's love letter Composed of the words I want to say to you every time I see you: I love you I'm in love with you I have been in ...
Monday, September 7, 2020

Red Convertible

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 Have you ever driven a stick shift car? Do you remember the sound it makes when you accelerate, the way it moans underneath you More speed,...

A poem for Persephone

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 Dandelion woman Drift in and out on strong breezes  Dandelion woman I knew you in pieces:  Your hair in whips on your neck Your breathy lau...
Wednesday, September 2, 2020

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead

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 Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead And what happens now? The play is over and the villains  Have won? Lin Manuel Miranda understands how...
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