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Allan Wicker Is A Rapist
Allan Wicker KSB Engineer Cartoonist Grand Rapids Michigan 34 years old Raped me and killed my cat And got away with it With more friends than he started with Thatās the kind of world we live inā Iām done with it. GR studio night
Last Years Leaves
Here I am Out tryna walk in spring With a busted hip and a Herniated disc Listening to the sound of Last years leaves Rustling Thinking to myself What else is new around hereā Nothing.
What Is A Manā¦?
I suppose I should thank you Thank you for leaving me Thank you for setting your caged bird free But I hate you too much To thank you for anything. ā I wish you understood The pain you caused. The lies Were unforgivable. I see shadows and demons everywhere I look Because I met one who gleefully Played games with my reality. How I wish I could destroy you similarly. ā Vengeance comesā¦
Anger, in Permanence
Last night I had a dream With you in it But your face was blurry Iām already starting to forget it The main reason I knew It was you Was the sinking feeling in my stomach The betrayal, the Anger The confusion The pain that lingered Thatās how I remember you Not your face, Not your body. Not your Likes and interests Not your favorite food Not a cherished memory or a Place or anā¦
Looking for a Loyal, Submissive Husband
I saw a man with a profile looking for a Loyal, submissive husband. I wondered, what that meant to him. Was it a lifestyle or a belief set Was it an instinct or something he earns By leading, supporting, safety netting. If you give me something solid and sturdy To lean on, when Iām in need Of a leader, a partner, a trustworthy companionā I submit just as much as anyone would So again Iā¦
Sick Boi
Iām not lazy enough for suicide Instead I can work myself to death And no one can blame me for it
I Always Will
It shouldnāt be allowed What he did I shouldnāt allow it I shouldnāt love him still But I do I always will
No matter what you do to me
Flipped through A hundred or so profiles Swiping left like It was the only option Disappointed That none of them were you Frustrated That Iāll never see anyone The way I saw you Worried My eyes will be biased Forever That youāve ruined me To love only you No matter what you do to me
The Novelty
Itās for yall Not for us Trans folk donāt enjoy being trans Nearly as much As yall enjoy gawking Fapping Ostracizing The novelty is for yall Not for us.
Maybe My Brain Developed
Maybe Iām mid thirties or Maybe Iām finally done growing Maybe my Brian developed and Iām an adult. Maybe I love Men more than I thought. Maybe god is all around us Maybe Iāve given up Given up the fight The youthful riot I no longer care about Anything I used to. I want money, I want house, I want A life. I donāt care about Fucking lgtbqai rights That shit has done literallyā¦
Inconsequential
I loved you. More than I told, more than I ever showed. I valued you above all I cherished your soul I protected you from others I shouted your praises You were my world. You could do no wrong When you cheated I thought You must be confused You must not understand I donāt want anyone else, Why do you? How is all of me Not enough When just an ounce of you Fills me up. I lovedā¦
Mirror Man
It never mattered How much I loved you It bounced off me Reflected, refactored Shining brightly. Eventually you resented me For basking in my own light In the name of loving you Not realizing You were mirroring me, pretending To be yourself. Pretending to be vulnerable Instead being fierce, strong, Magnetic, reflective Empowering my love While deflecting it. Never have I feltā¦
Waiting for My Dead Cat
Maybe sex and gender just donāt matter. Like, not to me To anyone. Maybe sexuality is fluid And shouldnāt be stopped But also shouldnāt encouraged to flow One direction or another Without any options for back flow or Route changes. The same forces that republicans claim Confine children to transgender therapies for life Are the forces that tell teenagers They are āgayā or āstraightāā¦
An It, Preyed Upon
It just doesnāt seem right, what he did. I know he knew, he knew he knew, we all knew it was known. Perhaps some stones are left unturned, I didnāt want to know what he taught me. I didnāt want to grow in that kind of dirt. Letās start from the beginning, when things were perfectly strange. He was charming, almost alarming. Sending the strongest signals Iāve seen, he made me feel amazing. Heā¦
Not that worried
Oops, Iāll admit Iām not that worried Iām saying the wrong things and Iām In a hurry, see You remind me of him But more disposable So I think I might take you For a weekend or so Do things I wish I couldnāt To make a blind man jealous He may never see it But I know he will feel it Once my spirit comes harder on Another manās vessel see I might not be over you But I need to be Soā¦
10%
I feel like Telling your SO they have BPD And then immediately abandoning them Should be illegal Or at least prosecutable I mean I was almost the 10% So many times in the last year All because I was so afraid of Losing someone who was Using me, so afraid to lose The one using me. He was afraid Iād split Before he got the last load in I guess that makes me a Washing machine.
Mommas Boy
Today I cut you off I felt the cord break The umbilical I loaned you For your empty feelings It felt nice to be needed For a minute I felt wanted But then I felt Used, abused, Ignored and consumed Unappreciated and berated Like a mother I didnāt anticipate to be Never have I ever Given birth, least of all To a man in his 30ās