#POEM

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

[thoughtkick]

Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives.

Lemony Snicket

[dictatorialromance]

The scent of your perfume sleeping between the corners of your breasts excites me to kiss them softly and warmly

[strangementalitycrown]

I dont want to repeat myself so I do have to repeat myself the sounds of my tongue reaching out to myself that sounds disgusting I retreat myself from the replies I receive repeatedly. But please, repeat yourself. I like the sound of your voice when you reassure my name on the whisper of your tongue.

Anne Michaels, from "Infinite Gradation," originally published in October 2017

[iambrillyant]

“walking down your authentic path can be one of the loneliest roads to travel on because the longer you’re on it, the more you realize that only a select few will be compatible with who you are with no mask on.”

— billy chapata

[perfectquote]

When you look at your life and feel at peace because of changes you’ve made, that’s recovery.

Unknown

[perfectfeelings]

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Martin Luther King Jr.

[guyennui]

Why must I be this way?

it’s so painful to watch yourself grow cold, bitter, and resentful, even toward small, irrelevant things, when all you’ve ever wanted was just to be warm, gentle, kind, and loving.

[two-bees-poetry]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren c. November 1949

[thoughtkick]

Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.

Josephine Hart, Damage

[niffy227]

♥️

[cityelf]

this poem is about being nonbinary.

[poetryforall]

[octoberloved]