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<p>Invite light. Parent, poet, economist. </p><p>Old, queer, white, housed, United States. <br />They, them, daddy. </p><p><a href="https://lgbtqia.space/tags/ProtectTransKids" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>ProtectTransKids</span></a><br /><a href="https://lgbtqia.space/tags/LandBack" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>LandBack</span></a><br /><a href="https://lgbtqia.space/tags/BlackLivesMatter" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>BlackLivesMatter</span></a><br /><a href="https://lgbtqia.space/tags/ActuallyAutistic" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>ActuallyAutistic</span></a><br /><a href="https://lgbtqia.space/tags/ZeroCOVID" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>ZeroCOVID</span></a></p><p>- profile pic: fancy coffee cup and saucer</p><p>I block very larg

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    It won&amp;#39;t happen here! - It has happened. The government won&amp;#39;t kidnap legal residents! - They already have. The administration cannot just ignore court rulings! - They administration is ignoring court rulings. Congress will represent us against dictatorship! - Congress is participating. The Democratic Party will lead the opposition. - Democratic Party leadership is participating. We are no longer in the &amp;quot;let&amp;#39;s prevent the United States from slipping into fascism&a...

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    The effort of bending my will to engage in day-to-day care for my loved ones and going to work while trying to pretend as if I don&amp;#39;t feel like everything I love about this country is dying - this destroys me.

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    Illuminate Me Delicately Yellow pages crackle Telling varnished time, My soft, sublime Remembrances of hidden symbols Dance chromatic, Chance encounters flash, I crash — Then you illuminate me. #NaPoWriMo #poetry

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    Next As fabulous as the day is long Write yourself into this song We have heard the chorus come. The beat boomerific time is done Upstage the raging southern son We have heard the warning drum. The message taps along the wire Your voice creates our hearts’ desire We have heard the future thrum. #NaPoWriMo #poetry

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    It Burns How often it itches I cannot say But an itch unscratched becomes a burn And now ... Now, it burns #NaPoWriMo #poetry

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    Art If I could just remember - The way my heart Shouted The way my voice Burned The way my fists Bled - I could be the younger me Before I drew you #NaPoWriMo

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    Time Flies Not quite yet putrid. Gradually becoming a disaster. When this humiliation Fugues into memory, When friends bid their departures, The time flies will swarm. #NaPoWriMo

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    Stealing Lemongrass One fragrant citrus whiff The decades slip away We pried the mussels loose Then drove up to the campus plot A singular row, short stalks I sliced as you prepared the pan With hot oil and chili Eager for the pitter-patter sizzle Cast the magic green-white slivers Claim pungency among the brine Tasting the ocean that he crossed And crying spicy tears. #NaPoWriMo

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    Feeling Good Maybe they could not choose Between being a coal miner’s daughter Or a rhinestone cowboy. Maybe they did not know if they Were born to run or to break the chain. Maybe they had sweet dreams About west end girls. All those years they lost, Never knowing Nina. #NaPoWriMo

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    Turning Back With the weight of the city on my back I tell my heart to stop turning back. In the hum of the highway out the door Your voice keeps on calling me back. In the arms of someone else, alone, I cannot make your face come back. To the green, gentle valley of our home My final journey will bring me back. #NaPoWriMo

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    Them Bones  Them bones say sleep. The oracle cast me, Scatter tea or ivory? Deep Clattering joints… hip, shoulder, knee, Creaking and ponderous. Knight, girding for battle? Or, fated, much less wondrous, That last rattle. #NaPoWriMo

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    No Birds We thought we heard birds Chittering twitters Sitting and shivering Wondering whether weather wasted This bitter land. Once butter made burnt toast better, But bovine flu turned the milk sour And now we cower No longer dreaming any ivory tower We gave away the power That we never earned Left our bridges burned Endless fights ended flights Of fancy, no more dancing And no more birds. #NaPoWriMo

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    Ozn’t 1. Burning dust came, No rain, no break. One brain cannot hold- To coward is our game. Harden your hearts, make Paving stones of gold. 2. Billy isn’t kidding any more Tired of those Pecos cocks Left the six-gun at the dollar store. Passed right on by red rocks To buy a condo on the golden shore. 3. Celluloid fallacy fantasy, Dream the littlest dream No more room for you, pet, Only me, nothing fancy. No one wants to hear your scream. Ain’t you gone yet?

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    Reveille I have heard the bells in the black of the midnight I have seen the hills where the soldiers’ columns go. I have climbed the cliffs soaring out past the fortress I have felt the heavy blast of the cannons go. - Sing requiem, wandering, wandering home alone. - Set sail on the waves, on the roiling sea alone. In the leaves, in the stillness, on empty hillsides In the clover-covered dew-dampened soil below Where the tumbledown branches lay scattered like bones Where the stream’s soft car...

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    Sand Fleas Thrum surf, rumble our roof, Strain across each grain Of pounded sand, Our spiky legs clutching, Touching land. Splendorous translucency, Protected from the sun, From each probing beak, Bare feet passing bare inches away. We, crouching, safety seek. Moonlight’s magic summons us To dance across the rich-laid Table of the ebbing tide, Consume abundance, Then return to hide. #NaPoWriMo

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    Now If not now, When? If not here, Where? If not you, Who? #NaPoWriMo

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    Poet  You are not reading this poem. You cannot feel the sunlight tickle my face, Or the soothing, vibrating hum. You cannot sway through the turns, Or scream, “I love you, baby!” At the top of your lungs, Again and again and again. You probably don’t even know Frank Zappa or the Turtles. You cannot hear me rattling on about them, You, with your jobs and your taxes, You are not reading this poem. #NaPoWriMo

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    From the Devil Jeffrey - he don’t come around The neighborhood no more, He just rides his bike on by With that darkness in his eyes. The boys and I remember when He’d smile at our door How he’d join us in our games Before we made up all those lies. They say You can lead a horse to water, But you cannot make him drink, You can bring me to your horse, But you cannot make me ride. No matter what your gospel says, No matter what you think, What you hold inside your heart From the devil you can’t h...

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    That Day Will Come There’ll come a day when Earth can speak A language born of words that formed before time itself. This universe had to become To make us, so we could hear the sound of where we’re from. That day will come to set us free Unlock a song to make us be. From deep below, your heart will hear A basso tone, a voice you’ve known for a million years. To sing new worlds inside of new minds, Eternity existed long before our kind. That day will come to set us free Unlock a song t...