Dead Bannana, you are cut, you are my broken vein of yellow blood
(The wizard the wizard the wizard)
You broke my fucking road you bastard.
You are dead and I'm not wed
Same thing you said.
(patiarchy patriarchy patriarchy)
Left you rotting in ice-cream of servitude,
Lifted you out gave you a wash.
(Over and over an over)
No innocent smoothie
No more you fruit to rest my violets on my cunt, a feast:
autumn readings around the UK, magazines & 'transfeminine brokenness, radical transfeminism' - hi all, huge thanks to the folks who came to the I Write, I Rise reading, with Eli Clare (!) on Saturday at the Scottish Poetry Library. If you missed it, ...
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