Pride Month Thread

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/421108-howl/

My little inspiration from this thread 💗

Mmhm.

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Very true, I spend most of my me time with my headphones on, or my head in a book, or both

Thank you Ethan,

Life is hard enough for each and every human being. I don't get why anyone would want to make it any harder for anyone. One act of cruelty, no matter how small, causes a never ending chain reaction.

Northern_Soul said:

I still find it amazing in this day and age that people give a shit about what other people are doing with their lives. I mean holy fuck... there’s worse things in the world to concern yourself with over a dude kissing another dude. 😂

Sounds like sound advice for your Son

Exactly

If society wanted to label me in 2021, I imagine it would be "asexual" but I'm not so easily categorised. The web of me is a lot bigger and more complex.

Magdalena said:

Exactly

If society wanted to label me in 2021, I imagine it would be "asexual" but I'm not so easily categorised. The web of me is a lot bigger and more complex.

Oh absoloutly. No need to box yourself at all.

Pansexual for me is just the sexuality I identify with the most. Doesn’t mean they have me down to a T.

People are complex and everyone is different. I think that’s what I love most about them. 😂

I discussed this poem on the podcast some time ago, but it’s relevant so I’m gonna leave it here because it’s one of the most moving poems I’ve ever read. The language is brash and even shocking in places, but it only allows us to connect with the writer’s feelings on this subject on a personal level. It was written by Christopher Soto after the pulse gay nightclub shootings in Florida, 2016.

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All the Dead Boys Look Like Me
BY CHRISTOPHER SOTO

Last time I saw myself die is when police killed Jessie Hernandez

                                     A 17 year old brown queer // who was sleeping in their car

Yesterday I saw myself die again // Fifty times I died in Orlando // &

                       I remember reading // Dr. José Esteban Muñoz before he passed

I was studying at NYU // where he was teaching // where he wrote shit

                       That made me feel like a queer brown survival was possible // But he didn’t

Survive & now // on the dancefloor // in the restroom // on the news // in my chest

                       There are another fifty bodies that look like mine // & are

Dead // & I’ve been marching for Black Lives & talking about police brutality

                       Against Native communities too // for years now // but this morning

I feel it // I really feel it again // How can we imagine ourselves // We being black native

                       Today // Brown people // How can we imagine ourselves

When All the Dead Boys Look Like Us? // Once I asked my nephew where he wanted

                       To go to College // What career he would like // as if

The whole world was his for the choosing // Once he answered me without fearing

                       Tombstones or cages or the hands from a father // The hands of my lover

Yesterday praised my whole body // Made angels from my lips // Ave Maria

                       Full of Grace // He propped me up like the roof of a cathedral // in NYC

Before we opened the news & read // & read about people who think two brown queers

                       Can’t build cathedrals // only cemeteries // & each time we kiss

A funeral plot opens // In the bedroom I accept his kiss // & I lose my reflection

                       I’m tired of writing this poem // but I want to say one last word about

Yesterday // my father called // I heard him cry for only the second time in my life

                       He sounded like he loved me // it’s something I’m rarely able to hear

& I hope // if anything // his sound is what my body remembers first.

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Mad fkn love for posting this. 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

#WeAreMoreThanParts

News story of the day

👉🏻 https://bit.ly/3ik3zRy

Was reading about the theatre critic John Simon when I came across this line in an article*, a quote from a different critic, Christopher Hart:

“There’s also quite a lot of men kissing. I can cope with most things on stage — rape, torture, the plays of David Hare — but I still have to lower my gaze at men kissing.”

As the article observes:

“Viewing violence against women is palatable to Hart but a display of affection between two men sends him over the edge.“

* http://gratuitousviolins.blogspot.com/2010/02/homophobia-in-theatre-reviews.html?m=1

As a practical element to this thread, would anyone like to share any resources for LGBT people either struggling with discrimination, coming out, understanding themselves, or just wanting to meet other LGBT people?

The_Silly_Sibyl said:As a practical element to this thread, would anyone like to share any resources for LGBT people either struggling with discrimination, coming out, understanding themselves, or just wanting to meet other LGBT people?

Great idea 💡 Thanks for putting so much thought into this little space.

I found the stonewall website itself had some really great information on it in regards to dealing with discrimination.

https://www.stonewall.org.uk/lgbt-britain-hate-crime-and-discrimination

Stonewall’s a good shout. They’ve unfortunately been getting flack for standing up for trans people lately.

Are you attending any Pride events this year?

Standing up for Trans people. Pfft. I mean how dare they defend trans people’s basic human rights to live freely without discrimination. What a travesty.... 😏

[/sarcasm]

I was chatting to Ethan about this the other day in that for some reason, we always seem to book our holiday getaway around Pride time and it always gets missed. So I’d definitely like to go properly. Manchester has a huge pride event that I’ve been meaning to get too. It’s all just time and money innit. 😂

With a family member coming out as trans in the last few years I know he’s itching to go too. I’d love to experience that with him and show him some support as well as express myself 💗