Shonda went the fuck off.
My babes forever holds it down
Yes Mama Shonda!Hollering!
YES LOVE. LET THEM KNOW!
❄️❄️❄️ fuckin four in the morning and I’m freezing, I’m complaining.
realistically my peak. it’s all downhill from here.
stop saying “his or her”
piss off prescriptivists
acknowledge nonbinary identities
make your sentences less clunky
advocate for common usage which is what leads to grammatical acceptance
stays up all night because I just realized I’ll be reading my poems for a large, queer, woc/poc crowd and why the fuck did I say “yes”
She tastes like every dark thought I’ve ever had.
Paul Ranson. The blue room or Nude with Fan (1891)
The Muse And Myself
Photography by Kwesi Abbensetts
I sat there singing her
Songs in the dark.
I do not understand