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Elwing V. R. Brill 🏳️‍⚧️🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿♿
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bogos binted 👽, 22, she/they, I write poetry, I drum at protests, administrator for thegranitegays.bsky.social, I have too many people in my head, scottish trans woman, pansexual 🏳️‍⚧️🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿♿
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Wee poem about December for youse 🖤
December: Fade to Black 05/06/25 Tears of artificial lights give the world a false life lie Adrift in deep space this capsule becomes my cage No matter the distance I’ll hold onto your tether tight No gulf or galaxy could untangle our entwined fates Twinkling starlight in your eyes the only way I cope If only to bask in your light I will last one cycle more Fingers frostbitten heart in stasis frozen to the core Huddled round a lonely fire to give each other hope Dark deep nights are numbed by interminable waits I’ll see the dawn don’t dare disappear into the night Repeating ripple patterns, rise and fall another age Fearful flickers of the cycle flood in but I cannot cry
December 10, 2025 at 2:21 AM
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Deciding to post some poetry to kick off this account, not going in any particular order, but this is something from around the same time last year 🙃
Magic Lamp 07/12/24 If I had a magic lamp with a genie My wishes wouldn’t be all that much Don’t want power nor money as such Simple they may be, my wishes three First I’d wish for a normal girl’s body Not to be born wrong from the start Not forced to play the wrong part Not hamstrung by my body so shoddy Next I’d wish I could ever be enough For those who I love and love me back For what they deserve I severely lack For they deserve someone half as rough Lastly I’d wish for a world that’s fair I know it’s a tall order and complicated But all my selfish wishes are sated And for fame or glory I don’t care All I want is not to be at odds with life To be able to live out dreams now gone Not to mourn where once my light shone Not to stumble and think of grabbing a knife I love my community but the fight is draining A normal happy life was never on the table I was born to be miserable and unstable Before I ever got started my light was waning Maybe I ought to be grateful for what I’ve got I’ve got friends and family who I cherish Who’d be distraught if from this I perish Still I’ll always wonder what if I had my shot
December 9, 2025 at 4:10 AM