“In the hand of the goddess”
Divine and mortal
Fingers entwined, dark through light
Mother and daughter
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#2579
what use have I for gender?
ocean waves still kiss my feet
the breeze still tastes of sunlight
#2577
Ave Cascadia
Hail Cascadia, full of rage,
your sisters in slumber are with thee.
Dreadful art thou amongst disasters,
and dreadful is the fruit of thy wrath, tsunami.
Holy Cascadia, Mother of Mountains,
have mercy on us mortal creatures
now and at the hour of your waking.
Amen.
#2576
Dua Tefnut, Great Mother of the Earth and Sky
Dua Tefnut, Venerable Eye of Ra, Brightly Burning
Dua Tefnut, Lady of Sweet Waters, She Who Brings the Rains
Dua Tefnut!
Great mother of the gods, I sing your praises!
You bless us with all the waters of the world:
the cool morning dew, the damp evening fog
the sweet spring rains, the cooling summer storms!
From you flow all rivers and springs;
with every precious drop of water
you bring life to the driest deserts!
First daughter of Ra, I sing your praises!
Dua Tefnut, Great Mother of the Earth and Sky
Dua Tefnut, Venerable Eye of Ra, Brightly Burning
Dua Tefnut, Lady of Sweet Waters, She Who Brings the Rains
Dua Tefnut!
#2575
you are an apple, a garden
a single seed
knowledge bought dearly
by sacrificial deed
#2574
A list of 9 things you think about at 18 and 1 you don’t
- if you really want to be an English major
- why you signed up for an 8 AM class
- if you can write a paper in one night
- how to tell if a beta fish is happy
- what you’re going to be for Halloween
- if Pop Tarts count as a balanced breakfast
- how to tell if a beta fish loves you
- whether your writing is actually any good
- if you should finally get your ears pierced
- what songs you want played at your father’s funeral
#2560
my body is a nuclear reactor in which I alchemize grief into rage // shedding as hazardous byproducts unstable atoms of // anxiety, compulsion, paranoia // which I store away deep in my belly where they // cannot leak out and harm innocent bystanders // or worse yet, embarrass me // but such transformation requires a complex and delicate machine // and I am only one person // the lights in the monitoring panels start to blink and // I am only one person // the alarms on the walls start to shrill and // I am only one person // an explosion rocks my core and as everything goes dark I am // only one person
#2556
Queer as in Fuck You
i am TEETH TEETH TEETH
void dressed in bones
supernova saliva
i am SNAP SNAP SNAP
air raid siren smile
hyperactive entropy
i am CRUSH CRUSH CRUSH
galaxies mashed to pulp
canines dripping starblood
#2555
Queer Joy (is)
sacred revolution
holy reclamation
defiance of fate and fortitude against death
a communion with those who came before
a covenant with those who come after
a consecration of those who fight and fall beside us
#2552
heart still beats ‘neath the floorboards of a house I can’t return to, twenty years and more straining in the damp glacial till that nurtured a blackberry youth, and every night my spirit leaps free my slumbering body to fly ‘cross moonlit miles and reunite like no time at all has passed, what foolish business!, and thus I wake each morning curled ‘round that house-shaped cavity wishing I could say goodbye, wishing I could let that place go, wishing I could move on from a past that keeps moving farther on from me with every passing year
#2551
Imagine you are born to run with a pack
yet there is no other like you in all the universes.
Imagine you are born to sing songs with your kin
yet they muzzle you with a sword through your mouth.
Imagine you are born to run, the hunt burning in your veins
yet they bind your legs with unbreakable bonds.
Perhaps this is what they meant
when they said you were born this way:
that you were destined to become a monster
because they never intended any other option for you.
#2550
Paguridae
what a pink-fleshed thing I am
all soft meat and squinting eyes
flinching at every sudden sound
out in the world I am horribly exposed
clothes offer no comfort from others’ perception
buildings no shelter from the world’s ugliness
only in my home biome am I safe
armored by evergreens and blackberries
secure in my shelter of seawater and songbirds
yet as glaciers melt and wildfires rage
and every day the chainsaws close in
I feel the cracks in my shell spreading
#2549
My gods are living gods. They speak in dreams and divination, in blessings and curses, in all the tongues of man.
My gods are dying gods. Their celestial bodies rot with fate from within; they cough up ichor and vomit starlight.
My gods are dead gods. Their corpses hang on meat hooks. Their temples lay in ruin and dust.
My gods are resurrected gods. They walk out of the underworld with heads held high, summoning spring buds from winter’s rot.
My gods are undying gods. Their names, first uttered millennia ago, are spoken still. Whether we believe or not, we uphold their memory.
My gods are deathless gods. They have always existed and they always will.
#2547
the beast inside me isn’t dumb
it smells the burning, it knows
its forest home has been razed
and that you come for it next
#2546
at night the coyotes come creeping back
howl up the fresh ghosts of felled trees
from my bed I scream with them
soundless wailing
#2545
I came to you a child
(like we all did)
soft and defenseless and
entirely too guileless.
My, what big eyes you have!
My, what big ears you have!
My, what big teeth you have!
(Etcetera.)
But conceit made you careless;
you never noticed my shadow(s),
nor considered I might be protected by things
bigger and hungrier than you.
(Oh my!)
#2544
“Illicit Illicium”
in a world of darkness you were a pinpoint of light
a pulsing star calling the lost and lonely
[ I am here… come find me…]
yet you were no beacon bravely blazing
merely an anglerfish lighthouse laying in wait
#2542
oh little man, you think yourself a continent
how you weather the common waves and storms
but you are merely a lone island in a
v a s t ocean
and I the roaring tsunami
abyssal beast born from seismic seizure
rushing inexorably toward your shores
to scour away all you’ve built
#2541
“In this metaphor I am the shattered sword you didn’t need”
I am happy ending intolerant
final kisses curdle my stomach
burn the back of my throat.
I politely excuse myself
go sit on the toilet, head thrown back
eyes wide so the tears can’t spill.
Did you think you were like them?
Did you forget for a moment that this story isn’t for you, either?
Save the cat, kiss the princess, roll credits
I am so envious it hurts.
Catra the war criminal redeemed and forgiven
Carmilla the vampire blessed with a heartbeat
I, the asexual, still more monster than them both.
#2532
It was easier, ultimately
(than the knife and the heart)
to pick, pick, pick
at her flawless skin
(the forest and the hunter)
until it bled and scarred
bled and scarred
(the apple and the coffin)
and the mirror simply
stopped saying her name.
#2528
sometimes I am the bowl
sometimes I am its absence
and sometimes I am venom
poured in secret upon visceral chains
hastening Ragnarok’s approach
#2526
He does not launder his fine white dress shirt.
He does not clean the marble tiles in the bathroom.
He does not change the silk bed sheets.
He does not touch anything.
The blood is all he has left.
He cannot bear to wash it away.
#2525
Can I tell you a secret?
(Of course I can; I’m a writer.)
Sometimes when the hostile dead come
whispering their insidious lies
encroaching on my dreams
testing the limits of my strength
(and my stupidity)
I’m honestly just grateful
someone sought me out.
#2522 – 2021 Book List
This was a good year for reading – or at least better than 2020! I read a total of 73 books, zines, graphic novels, etc. including: 33 with queer characters or by queer authors; at least 24 with POC main characters or by authors of color; 12 poetry collections; and 16 nonfiction books. I even got through most of my physical TBR pile from the beginning of the year, though it’s grown again thanks to holiday gifts. Guess I better get started on my 2022 list! ;)
- So Our Idols Are Dead: Empowerment Poems – K.D. Hume
- Between Death and the Devil: Tarot Poems – K.D. Hume
- Gramarye, a Witch’s Perzine: Issues 1-4 – K.D. Hume
- So Happy to See Cherry Blossoms: Haiku from the Year of the Great Earthquake and Tsunami – Ed. Mayuzumi Madoka
- She and Her Cat – Makoto Shinkai and Tsubasa Yamaguchi
- The Endless Possibilities of Beatrice – Annie Goodyear
- Raven Goddess: Going Deeper with the Morrigan – Morgan Daimler
- Goddess of the Hunt – Shelby Eileen
- Up from the Sea – Leza Lowitz
- Tsunami Vs the Fukushima 50: Poems – Lee Ann Roripaugh
- Coffee with Orange Sherbet – S.E. Shell
- The Phone Booth in Mr. Hirota’s Garden – Heather Smith and Rachel Wada
- I Survived: The Japanese Tsunami, 2011 – Lauren Tarshis
- The Warrior Moon – K. R. Arsenault
- Beyond Me – Anne Donwerth-Chikamatsu
- Hathor: A Reintroduction to an Ancient Egyptian Goddess – Lesley Jackson
- The Guest Cat – Takashi Hiraide
- Alanna: The First Adventure (The Lioness Quartet Book 1) – Tamora Pierce
- In the Hand of the Goddess (The Lioness Quartet Book 2) – Tamora Pierce
- The Guilded Ones – Namina Forna
- Cemetery Boys – Aiden Thomas
- Educated – Tara Westover
- Only the Sea Keeps: Poems of the Tsunami – Ed. Judith Robinson, Joan Bauer, Sankar Roy
- The Woman Who Rides Like A Man (The Lioness Quartet Book 3) – Tamora Pierce
- How Long Til Black Future Month? – N.K Jemesin
- Lioness Rampant (The Lioness Quartet Book 4) – Tamora Pierce
- Gramarye, a Witch’s Perzine: Issue 5 – K.D. Hume
- Gramarye, a Witch’s Perzine: Issue 6 – K.D. Hume
- Gramarye, a Witch’s Perzine: Issue 7 – K.D. Hume
- Love Songs for the Sun: Poems – KD Hume
- This Precious Life: Buddhist Tsunami Relief and Anti-Nuclear Activism in Post 3.11 Japan – Ed. Jonathan S. Watts
- First Test (Protector of the Small Book 1) – Tamora Pierce
- Page (Protector of the Small Book 2) – Tamora Pierce
- Squire (Protector of the Small Book 3) – Tamora Pierce
- Lady Knight (Protector of the Small Book 4) – Tamora Pierce
- Valor and the Vain: A Fairytale – K. D. Hume
- All Night Long: Haiku, Senryu, and Other Short Poems, and a Haibun on the Great Tohoku Earthquake – Kirby Record
- Red Skies: A Creators Response to 2020 – Ed. Rachel Small and Amanda Edwards
- The Last Girl Scout – Natalie Ironside
- Where the Dead Pause and the Japanese Say Goodbye: A Journey – Marie Mutsuki Mockett
- A Constellation of Cats – Ed. Denise Little
- Where Shadows Lie (Book One of The Last Gift) – Allegra Pescatore
- Find Your Goddess – Skye Alexander
- I Sexually Identify As An Attack Helicopter – Isabel Falls
- The World that Belongs to Us: An Anthology of Queer Poetry from South Asia – Ed. Aditi Angiras & Akhil Katyal
- One Year on T: On Non-binary Sex and Transition – Sage Pantony
- 1.5 Years on T: My Non-binary Body, Transition, and Ambivalence – Sage Pantony
- Unspeakable: A Queer Gothic Anthology – Ed. Celine Frohn
- Coming Off of T: Transition As Cycle – Sage Pantony
- Silk and Steel: A Queer Speculative Adventure Anthology – Ed. Janine Southard
- Lead and Roses: Love Songs at the End of the World – Natalie Ironside
- Full-Rip 9.0: The Next Big Earthquake in the Pacific Northwest – Sandy Doughton
- Wild Magic (The Immortals Quartet Book 1) – Tamora Pierce
- Wolf-Speaker (The Immortals Quartet Book 2) – Tamora Pierce
- The Cruel Sister – KD Hume
- Emperor Mage (The Immortals Quartet Book 3) – Tamora Pierce
- The Realms of the Gods (The Immortals Quartet Book 4) – Tamora Pierce
- Persons of Consequence – KD Hume
- Great Goddesses: Life Lessons from Myths and Monsters – Nikita Gill
- And the River Flowed As a Raft of Corpses: The Poetry of Yamaguchi Tsutomu, Survivor of Both Hiroshima and Nagasaki – Chad Diehl
- Life Everlasting: The Animal Way of Death – Bernd Heinrich
- Non-binary: Memoirs of Gender and Identity – Ed. Micah Rajunov, Scott Duane
- Who By Water: Reflections of a Tsunami Psychologist – Ronna Kabatznick
- The Luminous Dead – Caitlin Starling
- From Here to Eternity: Traveling the World to Find the Good Death – Caitlin Doughty
- Midnight in Chernobyl: The Untold Story of the World’s Greatest Nuclear Disaster – Adam Higginbotham
- Warning Lines Magazine Issue 2: Echo – Ed. Charlie D’Aniello
- Hellebore Issue #1: The Sacrifice Issue – Ed. Maria J Perez Cuervo
- Sorrowland: A Novel – Rivers Solomon
- Skin of the Sea – Natasha Bowen
- Girls of Fate and Fury (Girls of Paper and Fire Book 3) – Natasha Ngan
- The Jaguar Princess – Clare Bell
- Fukushima: The Story of a Nuclear Disaster – David Lochbaum and The Union of Concerned Scientists
#2521
maybe he stands on the ledge so often
(just take my hand, darling)
not so you’ll come stop him from jumping
(why don’t you take mine, beloved?)
but so you’ll come give him the opportunity
(his smile a crescent moon)
to push you off
(sharp enough to cut your wrists on)
instead
(what are you afraid of?)
#2513
I am the fire; I am the bones.
I am the reed; I am the clay.
I am the ink; I am the papyrus.
#2508
Odin is dead, Odin is undead
Loki is chained, Loki is unchained
The World Serpent sheds its skin
Bleeds and writhes in death throes
Ragnarok approaches
Skål! Skål! Skål!
#2503
I go down with the oarman
down with the oarman
down with the (Charon) oarman
I go down with the oarman
down with the oarman
down with the (Charon) oarman
I wanna sink down in the darkness
drown in the darkness
dissolve in the Acheron
Will you come with me?
Will you succumb with me?
Will you drink of the Acheron?
I go down with the oarman
down with the oarman
down with the (Charon) oarman
I go down with the oarman
down with the oarman
down with the (Charon) oarman
I go down with the (down with the)
down with the (down with the)
down in the Acheron (Charon)
down with the (down with the)
down with the (down with the)
down with the…
down with the…
#2502
Hail to the animal dead!
Hail to the creatures with which we share this Earth
large and small, domesticated and wild,
livestock and house pet and feral.
You who suffered in cages and feedlots
who struggled to survive in a vanishing wilderness
may death bring merciful freedom
and may your agony be a yoke around our necks
so we might do better by your children.
Hail to the animal dead!
#2501
Hail to the ancestral dead!
Hail to those ancestors with whom I share blood
and to whom I am bound by love.
Hail to those ancestors with whom I share identity and experience:
queer, pagan, witch, neurodivergent,
all of you ostracized for who and what you were.
May you find joy in the life your descendant lives;
may your hopes come to fruition in me
and your memory be honored by my actions.
Hail to the ancestral dead!
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