Tag: milwaukee
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Peak Milwaukee queer culture is
slipping off for a smoke at the ER in below freezing weather and smoking in the deserted, practically flash frozen garden dressed in at least two layers (including your Carhartt coat, which you got from one of your kindest exes and is two sizes too big for you, even now) until you can’t feel your…
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I wrote this early this morning. I’m very proud of it.
I’ve spent too much timewrapped around the axle of your love three “I wish I didn’t miss you” winters soured I am regretfully tightly wound and solemnevery day’s a funeral and I break the cold ground hours before daybreak this is one burial that is long overdue I don’t hate this city I have come…
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I wrote this early this morning. I’m very proud of it.
I’ve spent too much timewrapped around the axle of your love three “I wish I didn’t miss you” winters soured I am regretfully tightly wound and solemnevery day’s a funeral and I break the cold ground hours before daybreak this is one burial that is long overdue I don’t hate this city I have come…
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I wrote this early this morning. I’m very proud of it.
I’ve spent too much timewrapped around the axle of your love three “I wish I didn’t miss you” winters soured I am regretfully tightly wound and solemnevery day’s a funeral and I break the cold ground hours before daybreak this is one burial that is long overdue I don’t hate this city I have come…
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“answer”
I could ask my body what will I do when it has fallen and regardless of which side I try and coax, pry, cajole, or beat an answer from –the deaf side or the silent one, the answer is always the same: it already has. sixteen percent of my brain died before I was a…
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I wrote this based on a conversation I had with a cool fellow poet after Poets’ Monday last week.
“fog kisses” the lake visits me and gives me little fog kissesas she’s been doing since before the housereached out its unforgiving arms and swallowed methey caress my skin and turnthe street lights into stage lightsevery turn on the drive home is a perfectly framedwork of art I once called her my wife many years…
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Delicious Things
Hey, everyone. Lazarus here again. I have been in a sort of soupy atemporal sea of time and space in my brain. I busted one of my phones a few days ago, so I was running things exclusively off my laptop for a bit there, but I cannot wrap my brain around blogging on my…
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Intuition + Queer Shit: My Host As Seer
Hi! My name is Firrian. I appear to be the current acting captain of the Ashley system as the current most able fronter. I also appear to be stuck in front because the body is very tired. So I am not going to write about “Guernica” for the time being. We’re risking burnout if we…
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Milwaukee’s Best Headshop (In This Disabled Guy’s Opinion)
Hey, everyone! This is your favorite paper pusher once more, Renn. We promised the people variety when we started this blog, so variety they shall have. We’ve written a lot about our Tragic Backstory and our disabilities. While this post should piggyback off of that, I’m gonna keep the whinging to a minimum today. Instead,…