#blackout poetry

reallybadblackoutpoems:

“i made a cyanotype of the bog body poem — it became a great big inside joke between a friend and i. thank you so much for the laughs!”

haha! this is wonderful! im glad i could bring you both laughter!

[Image description: A tumblr reply, edited blackout-poetry style. Resulting text is below.]

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Yeah, lesbians can be bi
You can tell everyone, this is lesbian bisexuals.
Don’t call Bi lesbians homophobic and biphobic.

[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.

First blackout poetry in months.

It reads: I froze, I thought of the moment I spoke the truth.

This represents a life changing event that happened when I was 3, when I was innocent and looking through the eyes of a child. Even at 3 I saw something and a part of me knew it was wrong. So I spoke up. And what I said changed the trajectory of so many lives (including mine).

“PRETEND”

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“HERHERHER”
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“YOUREADREAM”

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