#queer poets of color

[foxandcatlibrary]

63rd Book I Read in 2023

Title: Queer Poets of Color

Author: Nepantla Anthology

Notes: Beautiful collection of a lot of very different kinds of poetry from a lot of different poets.

[thetranspoet]

Hello Tumblr my old friend. Here's a new poem for you titled "DYWFM" This is fir all my Trans folk in the dating scene

[angstandchaoscreator]

me: *opens docs*

me: *writes the most gut wrenching scene*

me:(activates gremlin mode) “mwahaha! Fear me, readers, for you shall be tortured with my words on this page!”

[byronicist]

"I came into this world already scarred by loss on both sides of my family. My Indigenous side; my European side. My father and my mother were the kind of damaged people who should never have had children. But of course, they had me, and so my first language was loss."

Deborah Miranda, When Coyote Knocks on the Door (2021)

[poetryorchard]

Join @nashira in her first writing workshop of the year on LIST POEMS! (this is my first time facilitating in 4 months 🥹💚 come write list poems with me?)

🎟️Tickets £1+ Attendance NOT required! Feel free to sign just for the materials!

Sign up here 💚

[ismybloodholyenough]

[mudaship39]

Info about me and my WIPS art and projects as a as a disabled and queer/trans native of color writer artist and creator

Native intro for social media.

Hello.

My Indigenous Pasifika preferred name is No’eau Aitonui Hoata/Heiani Mareva Hoata

If you are Indigenous or Indigenous Pasifika please refer to me by that name

My Vietnamese Kinh name is Ngoc Hien/Xuan Dinh Nguyen

If you are a non native person of color please refer to me by that name

My English/French name is Christian/Jeanne Nguyen

If you are a non native white person you can only refer to me by this name.

Im a Southeast Asian Vietnamese or Kinh Indigenous, European French, East Asian Chinese Hoa, & Polynesian Tahitian Indigenous Pasifika. I’m an Asian Native Pasifika.

I’m a disabled native of color. I’m autistic, neurodivergent, chronically ill spoonie disabled, & mentally ill disabled.

Im a disabled gamer/streamer. My Playstation tag is warpdriveplanet39. My Xbox tag is Mudaship39. Twitch is mudaship39. I play and stream PS3, PS4, & PS5 games. I play and stream Xbox 360, Xbox One games. I plan to play Xbox Series X games in the future.

I’m a QTIPOC or queer and trans Indigenous person of color. Nonbinary bigender or genderfluid pansexual or omnisexual. Polyam or polyamorous. Maohi/raerae in the middle indigenous third gender. Any and all pronouns. Including neopronouns and indigenous third gender pronons. He/him. She/her. They/them. Xer/xers. Native third gender neutral oña.

Im a writer, creator, & artist. Im an author, comic book writer, screenwriter, spoken word poet, & songwriter.

I’m a Indigenous language keeper, culture keeper, & storykeeper.

I write about racial, sex, cultural identity, sexual orientation, & gender identity in music and poetry.

I write about Black, poc, Indigenous, disabled, and or lgbt characters in disabled, bipoc, and qtipoc futurism.

Im the writer and creator of the precontact and post land back Bipoc and qtipoc futurism project. It’s a hybrid science fiction cyberpunk and magical high fantasy comic books and graphic novels series Chronicles of War.

Basic info is the pinned post of my tumblr. More information is on a google doc on my google drive.

Im the performing artist spoken word poet of the spoken word poetry book Heart of Fire Dragon, Soul of Flame Pheonix, & Sea Fairy Ocean Blood that is about being a disabled native, an Asian Native, a displaced disconnected diaspora, & QTIPOC.

The cut and censored version of it is linked in the pinned tweet on my twitter mudaship39. Uncut and uncensored version is on a google doc on my google drive.

If anyone wants to pay me for the poetry book and or the futurism project as a disabled writer, artist, and creator. Be sure to dm or pm me. There is a specific way to do so as a disabled writer artist and creator.

Be sure to check out my carrd in my bio. It has info on how to contact me for my projects. Info on how to pay me for my art. Info on my other social media accounts if mutuals want to follow me on other social media.

Do you want to read a spoken word poetry anthology book I wrote as an Asian native Pasifika artist who’s a songwriter and spoken word poet? Its called Heart of Fire Dragon Soul of Flame Phoenix and Sea Fairy Ocean Blood. It’s about being a disabled native (autistic, neurodivergent, chronically ill, & mentally ill disabled), a displaced disconnected state side diaspora, being an Asian Native (as a Vietnamese Kinh, French, Chinese Hoa, & Polynesian Tahitian Indigenous Pasifika person of color), & about being a QTIPOC (queer and trans third gender Indigenous person of color). I have been working on it for a long time as a storykeeper, language keeper, and culture keeper. It includes a personal foreword and personal afterword to Indigenous people specifically Polynesian, Micronesian, and Melanesian audiences. The cut and censored version of it is linked in my pinned tweet of my Twitter mudaship39 if you are interested in reading something like this. The uncut and uncensored version of it is on a google doc on my google drive. Need email for google doc invite link. Let me know which version you prefer to read if you're interested in reading something like this. Be sure to like and reblog my pinned post to boost my art to other native of color mutuals.

For the cut and censored version. Go to the pinned tweet. Like and retweet the pined tweet. This is so it gets out to your followers. Use any Indigenous and poc hashtags if you know any. This is so it gets out to others in the poc community and Indigenous community especially those indigenous to turtle island or Indigenous to Pasifika Oceania or Moana. Its also so I can find poc or Indigenous producers and publishers to actually make it into a spoken word poetry book. For the uncut and uncensored version post comments into the google doc itself and leave a review at the end. Let me know if you know anyone else interested in reading something like this. Let me know if know any poc and Indigenous artists especially indigenous to turtle island or Indigenous to Pasifika Oceania or Moana who are willing to draw art for this poetry book.

Im also a writer and creator who writes bipoc, disabled, and qtipoc futurism. I write magical high fantasy and science fiction books, comics, and graphic novels. My bipoc, disabled, and qtipoc futurism project called Chronicles of War. It is a cyberpunk science fiction and magical high fantasy hybrid comic book or graphic novel series. It is precontact and post land back. That is about several disabled, bipoc (or Black Indigenous and or person of color) characters, and qtipoc (or queer and trans indigenous people of color) main characters. One is a Asian pasifika/Afro latine native demigod metahuman and alien hybrid superhuman superhero in a cyberpunk world in the near and far future. The other is an Afro Asian native coded magical human with fae elvish, hobgoblin goblinoid, & giant kin ancestry who’s a spellcaster, swordfighter, and gunslinger adventurer in a magical high fantasy world. Both of them are qtipoc disabled and bipoc. There are other bipoc and qtipoc main characters in other worlds pre contact and post land back. Such as a Sami Indigenous and European Scandinavian coded third gender god/goddess Jotunn Loki. Such as a third gender Afro Indigenous Chickasaw Native Freedman were lion and were leopard hybrid character and her friend a Afro Latine South American Native were jaguar and were cheetah werecat hybrid character. Both of them living in a town of Afro Indigenous Freedman and hybrid humanoid communities. Such as a Central and South American summoners of kaiju or titans based on Nahuatl Quechua and Maya Indigenous mythology. Such as a female Asian and Asian Native half human half firebird and lighting bird monk fighter. Such as a Indigenous Pasifika sea pirate. It has Black, Native, poc, queer, trans, & disabled representation. It has Indigenous and indigenous pasifika representation too actually. If that’s something you are into. Need email for google doc invite link also if you are also into this.

If anyone wants to pay me for the poetry book and or the futurism project as a disabled writer artist and creator. Be sure to dm or pm me. There is a specific way to do so as a disabled writer artist and creator.

Cover art of the Spoken Word Poetry Book: Heart of Fire Dragon Soul of Flame Phoenix and Sea Fairy Ocean Blood:

Upcoming project once i find cast crew and a studio and network to green light it: Modern take movie about Medusa and her blind lesbian love interest. With more diverse characters since modern take with disabled, queer trans, and bipoc representation like my other wips and projects.

Polynesian Micronesian and Melanesian sports anime or cartoon. Each season being about different Pasifika sport. Volleyball football ruby rowing or canoeing sailing. Each season with different main characters. Characters from past seasons returning in cameos. Gay volleyball with a vahine femme main character about a pasifika girl in varsity hs volleyball. Hawaiian or Tahitian and her partner is Tongan or Samoan.

[yesitsaliii]

I’ve been drifting in and out of consciousness for the past few years, 

nameless,

My identity lost in the wind,

Only faces of my past plastered across my body

Like a broken down billboard,

Losing pieces of myself in everyone I meet

[adventurerswritingguild]

Join us for our first ever OPEN MIC WEEKEND featuring members of the Adventurer's Writing Guild & Poetry Orchard communities!

🍍Friday, May 5 @ 6:30 PM EDT | 11:30 PM BST hosted by @nashira 🍓Saturday, May 6 @ 2:00 PM EDT | 7:00 PM BST hosted by @shylovrs

🍊Lineup subject to change ⚔️Sign ups close May 4

[candy-colored-misery]

you're like the rays of light

streaming down into the ocean blue

piercing the cold with radiance,

and your eyes, too,

I feel them pierce me the same

[seasskulls]

today she traced the crevices of my palms with black pen.

it was the most liberating pain i’ve ever felt

the most pleasurable restriction.

she drew my fingerprints as spirals and i could feel my heart start circulating and my brain stop.

my hand looked like a cartoon

and i realized i’ve never felt real in my life

even now with her, nothing was real

the only real feeling was the self disgust at the fact that i couldn’t replicate the same tracings on her palms

even if i drew the same way she did it wouldn’t be the same

because she had already traced her own left hand, and i knew i would never be right for her

her left hand even had the remains of her polydactyly traced and it looked like a fermata which made me only think about how long i wanted to hold her

her mother always nags her for drawing on her skin because she thinks that the toxins will leak into her bloodstream and slowly kill her

i wouldn’t mind though for either of us

if that’s how i leave this life at least i live on as a permanent bored doodle on my palms

that’s all i am

today she traced the crevices of my palms with black pen

today i was silently established as a permanent state of being: never hers.

that’s all i am and the restriction is still pleasurable but in the way that barbed wire around your neck manages to scratch the itch you had while it slices your throat and exposes your toxin-filled blood to the air leaving you to rub it off with your pen-coated palms

the ink and blood will wash off my hands but still leave the trace of my permanence

never hers

that’s all i am

soon the permanence will die, and i will no longer be marked as never hers.

but i have to be marked that way if it means i keep any connection with her

soon the permanence will die, and i can only beg to go with it

before it’s too late

too late for her

that’s all i am

[authoringintothevoid]

Hi! I'm Georgia Taylor! Welcome to my writing tumblr!

I've published a book called "Issues", by Georgia Taylor, and it's currently available on Amazon. It's a novel including fantasy violence, lots of drama, and of course issues.

I've written eight altogether in the series, and the first book is an amalgamation of the first three.

I'll be trying to promote my characters here, but I'm putting my book selling on hold!

And if you're interested in reading more about me and my work, you can check out my Carrd!

[byronicist]

"Sometimes you lose something so big, so immeasurable, that bearing your grief requires an act just as complicated and unfathomable as that loss."

Deborah Miranda, When Coyote Knocks on the Door (2021)

[spaceysoupy]

Contradictions

“Favorites are hard to have when your very being is twisting and turning and merging and—

Constantly in flux, never one or the other.

Always something new,

never the same.

I can never pin it down,

not really.

Not in a way that we could understand.

Bluish yellow and purplish orange and all the

colors that don’t exist.

A kaleidoscope of contradictions and

things that don’t make sense.”

Full image description below

[image ID: A poem on a background of mixed purple, blue, yellow, cyan, green, and orange with spiraling patterns and shapes in charcoal like lines. Poem text reads “Favorites are hard to have when your very being is twisting and turning and merging and— Constantly in flux, never one or the other. Always something new, never the same. I can never pin it down, not really. Not in a way that we could understand. Bluish yellow and purplish orange and all the colors that don’t exist. A kaleidoscope of contradictions and things that don’t make sense.” End text. Copyright in bottom left corner reads “Alitsanosga Nebulae @spaceysoupy” pronounced Ah Lee Zah No-Shh Gah. End text end image description]

[reelevorn]

spirit is not outside of you, spirit is within you. you’re equally as beautiful, & as powerful as spirit in human experience. it is time to grant yourself permission, to accept how beautiful you truly are, & to step into your divinity. spirit is waiting.

— ree levorn

[mered1h]

treadmill jaws.

TW: suicidal ideation (metaphorical), gory imagery, crude language

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You should dig through  My cuts Stained a shiny pink  Like you took your favorite  Lipstick   All over my legs  To remind my body  That im never over, that Im a treadmill jaw  Chewing everybody up  To a stale gum wall  I want you to wash me clean  Cause everybody in this town is  So fuckin mean  Put your fingers all over me  Till i feel like a man  Cause ill lip sync all my words and still be man enough  Im quiet with a punk scene in my brain, so,  Tell me that im tough  While you stick laundry detergent  In my guts  Tell me that im a treadmill jaw; My tongue is so fast moving  And brushburn inducing  A veldt of carpet-taste-buds Its like my lips pucker up to say too much  And say nothing at all  In a dream-scene, my tongue is an underwater-kind-of-silence.     Am i a modern disease or a bubonic plague?  I'm not a narcissist,  Im a fraud               Im not a baby,  Im a god.                                          And cause i know ill lose it all     To the drugs in my head, to my dopamine and  Pudding slimed brain;  A wet sound that hits the pavement  With ideas and  Rebellion                                                                                                 So ill shove these bullet casings                  In my ribs like a sower’s seed  I’ll water it with lethargic blue soap and                                         Sprout quaking aspens; push em’  Right through the skin  Ill be naked  And show off my cuts  Ill be a kid  With skateboard scabs  ill cut off the fat around my hips  In little chicken strips  And my tongue is too loud; churns  out words that cant be heard   But god, i cant stop my fire  Ill shove it in my treadmill jaw Cook it in all my acid  And i wont be a liar, ill really make it silent.  And because i am a poet  Ill serve it for dinner and eat it again  At a big table  The girl ive kissed will watch me eat  With blood in her teeth  So that i know im not the only one with canines  That bleed  pork rines  And girl-parts  Im still naked  my hip dips are raw  And this silent dinner  Chips my tooth on silver forks  And fetus personalities  Shimmering in my stomach  All these calories speak the language of  My red blood and blue veins  Cause now i know what ill eat next My fondant tongue  With poprock taper  My treadmill mouth  And quaking aspen cuts                  Had me  headless in my mulititude of attitudes  Stuck in your teeth  These dogs from hell dont eat flesh or floss sticks  Just menthol cigarettes and  Kitchen knife knicks  I told you I was shaving  My baby hairs at the wrong angle  If they where longer I could make  Them tangle  And because I am a liar I never really stopped  I just picked my hair right out the drain and shoved it in your face  I hold myself like a loose cannon Like mace   And half dried toothpaste  Uncomfortably,  In Absolute,  Comfortably,  In an alopecic  Solute  But things grow back- they always do- because Swiss Army knives  Are infants that you blame on the things that you do   ______     _______    ______     _____________                                           _______    _____                    _________    ____    ___________ ______                              _______      ____                                  _____   __________                  _________              _____                 _______________   ______ (treadmillmouth) I keep a gun in my bed  Cause sometimes i wake up  And my veins are stuck in my teeth  So sometimes i know that i’ll need  To shoot my tongue  To keep my anatomy quiet  And then sometimes  I just shoot my brain cause  Maybe I’m just fucking insane  I keep a gun in my bed  To shoot all the words that ive said  That get me high  Without the mary jane  On my pain  Im not a baby,  Im a god  I’m not a poet, I cant even talk,   I’m a fraud. -Meredith. I am only afraid of nothing in everything.  hi, this is my first post on tumblr so tell me if you like it; thoughts and tips, yk?