Fuck you and your Nike socks Your Gucci shirt and fancy watch We used to be friends Until you found fame Now it’s all arrogance And mistakes to make Fuck your dyed hair and blonde tips Think you made it cuz you’re a little rich Really you’re just acting like a little bitch. **** Isolated, locked up by myself Shut the door and hide my … Continue reading 4 More Short Poems by Hunter T.
Hunter T. is an openly transgender army veteran currently living in Los Angeles. Continue reading 3 More Poems by Hunter T.
‘I wrote this song a couple of years back about a breakup that was particularly painful. It’s about the small details of a break up that appear insurmountable at the time. However this song has evolved through the years and when I sing it now it means different things. For the video we wanted to explore different themes on what the song could mean. We decided to … Continue reading Joel Baker’s Music Video is a Touching Tribute to His Mother
My mind wanders and then I catch it Dark thoughts perpetuate I set them on fire, and for a moment They burn with fury. My mind ablaze in retrospect Until I scatter the ashes Leaving my heart cold again I’m tranquil but numb Like frozen from waiting too long A light far ahead glimmers Giving me hope once again This cycle won’t persist much longer … Continue reading RETROSPECT by Hunter T. [Poem]
Spirit Box by H.N. Meertens Sunk beneath the sea In the vaults of her dreams She owns a spirit box With a touch of her hand She can raise it back to land And release its locks She has heard of a place Where her trace will be erased With the morning dew O and she knows just what it takes O and she knows … Continue reading Spirit Box by H.N. Meertens [Poetry]
The three-letter word echoes in my head until it sounds foreign. It feels like toxic sludge, slowly seeping through every minute crack in my brain, infecting every centimeter. Continue reading Blue, Pink, White, Pink, Blue [Poem] by Skylar Bauer
A poem about postseason baseball from a diehard Boston Red Sox fan. Continue reading October Baseball by Ryan Cassata [Poem]
Refurbished by Ben Brizell The broken delusions, the fading past. Tanned girls in crop tops, pale girls with inverted crosses tattooed on their face. All wallowing on the delusion of the self. Cocaine tables on buses, throats slit on shop corners. The overarching reach of emptiness. just another bump or so they say. The melancholy hangs, deftly in the air; suicidal and words carved in … Continue reading Refurbished by Ben Brizell [Poetry]
Perpetual Slaying: daughter, sister, & friend (An Epitaph) Basil Soper the surly mug of slaughter is crocodile tears dripping from men’s wounds, the look death gives is drunk on cheap beer, & the thick accent of violence is invisible until we’re screaming he was an ace bandage, shredding skin after it’s turned concrete from sweat, & a scar each one of us carries now he … Continue reading Perpetual Slaying: daughter, sister, & friend (An Epitaph) by Basil Soper [Graphic Content]
A Poem by Jeff van Reen, The Netherlands When I look in the mirror the image feels so unalike As do the words muttered at me Echoes calling me a dyke When I see my reflection in other people’s eyes I see how they see me I’m not one of the guys My dysphoric paranoia is getting on my nerves I could never break the … Continue reading Jeff van Reen Shares Emotional Poem About Gender Dysphoria