To All the Girls I’ve Crushed On

The one where I’m extra swaggy… but also vulnerable and romantic and full of yearning – the kind that comes from the lack of closure (historical and anticipated). This poem goes out to all them (bicurious/closet-case) girls who showed varying levels of romantic/sexual interest, strung me along, were infatuated with me, lusted after me, loved…

Not with a Bang

The title of this poem is taken from T. S. Eliot’s ‘The Hollow Men’, from arguably one of the most overquoted stanzas in the history of poetry: This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper….

Patterns

Written from the prompt ‘the Wheel of Fortune card in the Wild Unknown Tarot’, ‘Patterns’ is the third poem in the Instagram suite of poems, ‘The #tpomarquarantinepoetry Series’. To contextualize some themes in the poem, the following is an interpretation of the card in question: In the Wheel of Fortune card, we find ourselves in…

Where Do We Go from Here?

The second poem for the Instagram suite of poems, ‘The #tpomarquarantinepoetry Series’ was written from the following prompt: Mourning the loss of freedom and adventure. And if you can insert a Buffy the Vampire Slayer Easter egg – given the apocalyptic nature of it all – even better. I wouldn’t dare call the Buffy reference…

Debility

In many of the queer spaces I have inhabited for over a decade, I have observed and experienced how the toxic masculinity characteristic of heteropatriarchy has spun a web of femmephobic biases around anyone or anything perceived as feminine/effeminate/camp – portraying femmes as “less than.” For years, I have struggled with internalized femmephobia, often denying…

Sing, My Tongue

Of tongues singing in adoration, after coming to blows with the supremacist heteropatriarchy of nation-states. Of celebrating unbound passion, at the crux of all interpenetrating dimensions. Of climactic veneration of ceremonial vice, set amid a salubrious biome of nutritious blurs, where flesh and landscape are in indistinguishable form. Of spaces we can call our own…

XOR

The exclusive or/exclusive disjunction (symbolized by the infix operator XOR), is a connective in logic operations that yields true only when one (but not both) of the inputs/conditions is true. Sometimes expressed as “one or the other but not both”, the XOR operation can be written as “A or B, but not, A and B”….

Tidally Locked

Also known as gravitational locking or captured rotation, tidal locking is the name given to the phenomenon that takes place when an object’s orbital period matches its rotational period. A tidally-locked object revolving around another object constantly faces its “partner”, presenting only one side as it continues its orbit. Tidal locking is the reason behind…

Love and Rackets

A year ago today (June 12, 2016), an armed individual assaulted partygoers in the popular Orlando LGBTQ+ nightclub, Pulse, during Latin Night. In the worst mass shooting in US history and the deadliest single act of violence against LGBTQ+ people, the perpetrator robbed 49 human beings – the majority of them Latinx – of the…

This Side of Town

‘This Side of Town’ is part of a suite of poems entitled, ‘Of Joyrides, Backseat Loving, and Road Trips’. A while back, I shared a “sneak preview” of one of the poems in this set and today I am posting in full ‘This Side of Town’ – which was previously published in Heather, Vol. 1,…