pride month + a few poems on queerness
writing to you from my childhood home and the rings of change that line these walls
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I woke up this morning and as soon as I turned my phone on, it shook with back-to-back vibrations from my brother, the effects of him trying to reach out for a text/call/connection and my phone still and unresponsive while I slept with it on airplane mode.
He didn’t realize that I was coming home later that day to visit him and my mother just for that. …
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