Tag: queerpoet
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Allēna performed a very vulnerable piece tonight at Poet’s Monday.
This is called “body politics.” Here is the performance. -Australis, he/him, hello, I’m new.
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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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This was my Tabi Po performance.
I slammed “sin eater”. “sin eater” was originally published in my zine when the lighting strikes me back. -Allēna
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“depersonalization blues”
these are the lengths you drove me to I don’t write verses anymore, I write indictments I built a twisted empire out of everything you weretoo afraid to touch in all of the places I knew you’d never look, and there, in the shadows, I waitedyou did exactly what I wanted you to do. anger…
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y’all get a two for one special tonight. this one’s called “queer pressure”.
after careful consideration, i have determinedthat i didn’t know what it was like to put space between the world and me, so i held everything and everyone atan artificial distance while seeing too close, held everythingi ever earned in a vise grip and let myself slip intothe grip of my vicesi stared into the void…
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“a brief inquiry into the shape of time”
“you can always say no” is the second oldest liethere is, up there with “you will always be mine”and if that seems wrong to you, consider the following -i left you because you were too close a mirror to all the things i swore had claws and drank away to sleep at nightand i will…
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I call this one “song of experience”.
you claim that i’m better than you, when in realityi’m nothing but a practiced poor player who knows how to call fire and gold from nothing but wordsi stand before you and strut and fret my hour upon the stagein much the same way i did since i was a child -and when i became…
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I wrote this at the poetry workshop I went to today:
i’m not sorry for the wisdom that pours out of me, breaking through the cracks, bursting at the seamsi’m one of the rare few that can love to the point of invention, but believe me, I can hate to the point of invention, unapologeticallyand i’m not sorry for being myself -a gordian knot, a bois…
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I found a cool as hell prompt series/poetry competition hosted by @poetchaotique on Instagram, and this is my response to no. 13, (a)live. I call it “letter to theseus”. -Allēna
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