For disaster.
Take two table spoons of inadequacy
Fold.
Living our queer, twisted truth. Stories, art, love, and cantankerous cats.
For disaster.
Take two table spoons of inadequacy
Fold.
The household remains in upheaval as the energetic spaniel continues her reign of terror. The cats are plotting. We spectate. And await our fate.
Things are never impossible to those
Who have almost given up
Find someone else –
To man off to.
You’re laughing but this isn’t cute
We’re laughing for another purpose.
It isn’t cute.
Poe Bans Physics: Declares Floor “Emotionally Hostile”.
The valleys of my youth are burning.
The moss is gone.
The ghosts are quieter now—
buried beneath drive-thru queues and Dragon’s breath.
We inherited ash.
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This queer narrative confronts systemic silence, discrimination, and erasure—from the AIDS crisis and “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” to blood donation bans and anti-trans legislation. It chronicles a personal awakening shaped by policy, protest, and pride, revealing how queer identity is politicized, policed, and ultimately reclaimed as resistance and truth.
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