#blackout poem
[Image description: A tumblr text-post edited blackout-poetry style and superimposed over an image of purple flowers. Resulting poem is below.]
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I’m so queer
When you say queer, You’re
gay bi asexual trans
You’re all of the above
someone could comfortably call me
queer im
queer
I’m queer.
I’m not confused.
“HERHERHER”
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“STRANGER”
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01.05.19 // she made a choice to live rather than call him again.
I think I’m getting used to the silence now…
“He felt cold breathing in the blackness while the sound of deafened screams remained.”
“Beyond nothing I saw golden light,unearthly and beautiful, as though a song… it was hope. The music I don’t know but slowly became the closest light.”
Phone blackout poetry.
