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Amazon.com: Homecoming Queef: 18 Poems eBook: Norman Victor Chaplin: Kindle Store

"In the first chapbook from this confrontational multimedia series, genderqueer artist/writer Norman Victor Chaplin collects 18 poems, employing spare language and deft metaphor in the exploration of deeply personal subject matter, ranging from childhood abuse and radical self acceptance, to self harm and suicidality."

Scab to Scar

I made myself blank. I stood perfectly still. My words, precious and few, I kept to myself.

I took their shit. I let it slide over both shoulders, falling into my pockets.

The weight made me strong. The wait made me strong. I did my time, like we all do our time.

At night, in bed alone, my fingers walked over my naked skin, digging their nails into my every perceptible imperfection.

Tearing the surface of every bump left a scab, now a scar. “You can’t leave anything alone. You can’t let anything go.”

All I could do was turn it over. In my mind, I could only surrender, but there is a part of me that cannot resist a fight.

There is a part of me that cannot stand idly by. There is a part of me that cannot live a lie.

That part of me is the reason I survived.

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Orange

That raw glow rips a hole in the blue of the sky. I am inside. The west calls me to surrender, but I am right here, where I’ve nearly always been, dreaming of somewhere else.

Walking these broken streets, in my sleep, I read the shit graffiti, wander the back lots, half expecting to get killed or caught. The river spills over the dam. Derelict factories crumble into it, washing away our proud past.

I am a piece of this story, but somehow, I feel like a stranger, slipping between buildings, kicking rocks along the tracks. My family has their stake in this story, but somehow, I stand outside of that. They may say it was my choice, but really, what choice did I have?

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Limbo

It is always most quiet before silence is broken. Torn asunder, the air stands in shock. I am shaking with the words I have uttered. Gravity and weightlessness hold hands and hover. What next?

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