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Przewalski’s Horse [Equus ferus przewalskii]

#butch #lesbian #butch4butch #transmasc butch #dykeposting #gay #queer #stone butch #just been at work #pennsylvania #my photos #gaining back my strength

chicago my beloved

#my pics #phone photography

street kitty

#my pics #cat #philly

i don’t know what i crave more

sex or love?

sex is in my biceps and stomach

it’s in my eyes and voice and tongue and hands

and i taste pussy when there’s too much mayo on my sandwich.

i crave love the way i crave a breath of fresh air outside after a shower when i get home from working a shift inside 90 degrees all day and there’s grease from the fryer caked on my skin.

i crave love when i feel the cavities in my teeth when i read some intense fanfiction with a tag about emotional repression or internalized homophobia and drunken confessions

i crave love like i crave alcohol.

i wanna be sick with it all the time.

#sex #love #poetry #lol #lesbian #yearning #dykeposting #butch #lovesick #alcohol #nicotine #addiction runs in my blood lol

#philly #pennsylvania

#my photos #pennsylvania #nature #state parks #phone photography #photography

i used to talk to the roots of the tree next to me and our leaves would touch. in the winter we had long conversations about what the next day would look like or if we’re expected to see the man who brought down the tree across from us down last year

i used to be a termite and i had a personal grudge for the woman who’s rebuilding her porch

but now i love her because she’s making the perfect new meal for my kids to eat. it needs to sit for a while first. ferment, marinate, and it will be perfect for them.

i used to be a lung cell, and when the smoke came, i knew we were going to die before one of my brain cell friends knew. i tried to let him know, but we were both dead before i could.

i used to be a mother of a cub. i dug up a frozen body, one of the options for my family dinner in which the tourists leave for us after they try climbing to the top.

i used to be a child, one of many, and i learned my role quickly. i carried heavy, and built the strength to carry heavier as the days went on. after the three hundredth and sixty fifth year, i died at the very bottom of our hill, by another child under the weight of reeboks on their feet, leaving my innocence to fertilize the soil.

#poetry #nature #poetry about nature