Kit Brewer: Poems

Oct 2017 · 270

xiv.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

xiv.

It doesn't have to be complicated,
just come here and relax on me

Don't knock it 'till you've tried it.

#wlw

Oct 2017 · 233

xiii.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

xiii.

I wrote of ***** and of heartache,
for they are the only things I know.

Oct 2017 · 238

xii.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

xii.

All the hearts I've drawn on my hand
long to fly from my skin
and cover you with kisses

#wlw

Oct 2017 · 256

xi

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

xi

Emm'rald, I called her.
And her mouth were stained
purple from her candy.

of past things

#wlw

Oct 2017 · 182

x.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

x.

Gypsy, he called me.
*****, filth, a Taker

#abuse #romani #discrimination

Oct 2017 · 148

viii.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

viii.

America, I don't want your atom bombs
I don't want your fake-trans youth

Oct 2017 · 230

vii.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

vii.

Ginger dream, bedsheet queen,
come rest your head between my thighs
pretty, pretty please?

#wlw

Oct 2017 · 227

vi.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

vi.

Oh, how I wanted that fruit!
And I fought for it, had it
And while it is sweet,
even the pomegranate must return
to the earth.

Oh, passion!

#wlw

Oct 2017 · 225

v.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

v.

cherry and lime
fingers inside
summer wine, summer time

#wlw

Oct 2017 · 255

iv.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

iv.

Smile upon me not.
Some days it is too much
to bear

#wlw

Oct 2017 · 135

iii.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

iii.

And he gouged out his right eye for wisdom,
as his ancestors had-
those one-eyed wolves of the West

Oct 2017 · 191

ii.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

ii.

Oh, how fickle the heart!
To be the lover of one, and yet-
my heart burns for another.
No, for both.

#wlw

Oct 2017 · 195

i.

Kit Brewer Oct 2017

i.

But darling,
do not grasp my hand
unless you mean it

#wlw

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