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Mid-airOn an airplane how is it the time goes by yet the ground shifts s l o w l y How fast /does/ an airplane travel? Too tired to figure out the physics. Farmland. Patterns make me nostalgic for checkers. Or chess. Or… Chinese food.Mid-air
Chin up,
Seatback to the upright and locked position.
Glad we had this talk. Child crying Ears… popping.
Descent.
Braking, Feels like we’ll STOP *** Mid-air.
by ~willieverbefound
Old BookThis book I hold in front of me has theOld Book
Feel of never having been read. Its spine is too
stiff
to have been opened far. Perhaps once, briefly, to read
a page and then carefully
placed back on the shelf. It has the
smell
of an old book, a little musky. But its pages still gleam
white.
Its words are
poetry,
and to have stayed
hidden for so long, is truly a sad state to see it in. I prefer
Worn things to
“wel
by ~willieverbefound
GlassIf the Earth were made of glass, What would we see through it?Glass
Would we see love and happiness? Death and destruction? Would what we saw shape our minds? Would it help or harm?
If I could see sadness and pain of others, Would I lend a hand and help them?
Could I go against the very heart of my character? Could I, would I, reach out to them? Hold them and comfort them? Would I wade through the rubbish
of third world countries to save someone?
Would worldwide education change? Sheltered lives be shattered? Ignorant minds oblite
by ~willieverbefound
My Special FriendI may or may not have just found aMy Special Friend
Hallmark card
that I may or may not have bought for myself. I’m sure I had a
Special Friend in mind when I was standing in line but reading it now, I know whoever I bought it for didn’t deserve the condolences the card was offering. Which explains why I am holding it in my hand today.
I read it over today and it seemed that it spoke to Me. It read:
“I’m here for you, if ever, whenever, and however you need me to be.” I
by ~willieverbefound
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Dyke isDyke is love Dyke is The spiral notebook under your mattress that weeps and moans and laughs and the deleted internet history and the pride you feel even as you hide Dyke is marching at Pride knowing that you are united with the queers admitted to a community because you are a dyke and wondering if that may be ridiculous Dyke is smashing gender roles reclaiming words, labels and breaking free of them Dyke is drag kings and evening gowns Mothers, daughters, families Coming out, being outed, closet cases Hesitating, deliberating QuestioniDyke is
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