Poems from Crubalcava
Salmon colored fuzz
over the piddling sandy hills,
take care of my sister,
who is now a part of you.
Grant her the jubilance
which you...
Macklemore, you have good intentions, with the song you have recently made,
but being queer in America is far worse than knowing how to...
What eats me up inside, is what is keeping me sane.
What eats me up inside, is what is keeping me insane.
Living with such conditions is...