⋆August St David⋆

poet, printmaker, pansy (he/him)

[demiiwhiffin]

a normal human emotion ..... whatever next !

[certified-cervid]

[innerchildabortionclinic]

why were you put in a psych ward

I was creative and ahead of my time

[princessmo]

cinephile? yeah i'd fuck a movie

[radiojest]

[your-tugboatcaptain]

No because,, does this make sense?? Do you get it??

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

[willigula]

Skull of St. Thomas Aquinas being transported to Fossanova Abbey. Photograph by Daniel Ibanez, 2024

[scottiefavor]

my own private idaho by tacogrande (shop link)

[your-tugboatcaptain]

"Wherever. Whatever. Have a nice day."

My Own Private Idaho

A film by Gus Van Sant

[your-tugboatcaptain]

Hi 👋, My name is Mohammad, and I’m reaching out in a moment of desperate need. I’m a father of three young children living in Gaza, and we are caught in the midst of a catastrophic war. Our home is no longer a safe haven, and the future here seems increasingly uncertain. 💔

I’ve launched a fundraising campaign with the goal of raising $60,000 to relocate my family to a safer place where my children can grow up in peace and have a chance at a brighter future.

Unfortunately, my previous fundraising efforts were abruptly halted when my account was terminated without explanation. However, I remain determined to keep fighting for my family’s safety and well-being. 🫶

If you could take a moment to read our story, consider donating, or simply share our campaign with others, it would make an incredible difference. Every act of kindness, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety and a new beginning. 🙏

Thank you for your time, compassion, and support. ❤️‍🩹

https://gofund.me/fd1faea2 🔗

Hi Mohammed, I hope that you and your family are safe and your goal is reached soon.

[penny-anna]

The problem w writing fiction is that you'll be like tee-hee I'm going to write a story about a fucked up little scenario that's got nothing to do with anything in real life, just some pure messed up nonsense, and then you finish it and take a step back and go aw rats I made a metaphor again

[your-tugboatcaptain]

I love you characters who dug themselves out of their own graves. I love you characters who won't let the narrative kill them. I love you characters who won't stay dead. I love you unburied gays I love you metaphors for transness I love

[your-tugboatcaptain]

Print based on a poem I wrote about dreaming of everyday things.

[calamitysong]

in the bar passing the phone around saying “have you read this poem? have you read this poem?”

[your-tugboatcaptain]

"Queer boys taught me how to love."

Made some prints inspired by my poem My Kind of Boy.