Sparkle Wonder Twin
O Cloacina, Goddess of this place,
Look on thy suppliants with a smiling face.
Soft, yet cohesive let their offerings flow,
Not rashly swift nor insolently slow
~Attributed to Lord Byron
Sometimes I have wanted
Othertimes I can't believe how beautiful and alive it all is. Funny like that.
I have another account here at
deepundergroundpoetry as well. I post there too.
What I post here: experimental, cut-ups, games with translation engines, found and like that. Make much sense, they might not, or, appear to be unfinished, they may. Appear to be a tad off, just perhaps.
In real life I get very upset if someone blows their car horn at me. It makes me feel like I've done something terrible.
I live in a city where there are many swamps nearby. My ex-wife and I have a son, who is eleven.
I take estrogen and testosterone blockers. Some of my poetry may appear to reflect that. I am a transgender person
A lot of transgender people grow up thinking that they're not-a-person. A lot of people in general do too. It can take a long time to realize that it's the opposite.
Life is magical, and I don't mean that as hyperbole. Life, all life, Everywhere. Is magic. Life Is The Universe Is.
My 2 cents.