1 25 441 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document Every star’s been claimed for a wish, but I’ll dive deep through galaxies, rummage and hand press particles, so by the time you open your eyes, I’ll extend my heart glowing the way North. I wanna high dive into your bloodstream, and learn tap to the beat of your heart. There’re butterflies caged behind my ribs, and though they scare you, I’ll hold gently their wings to the light to prove even fear is fragile. And when my chest cramps with restraint, those three words pressed behind my teeth, I’ll smile wider in your direction. Our feet planted in soil with room to grow, intertwining trust like roots-- we’ve no need for escape routes mapped. I don’t need you to love me yet. I’ll gladly remove the hands of time, until you feel our worlds spin slowly. I’ll hold you up when life has you dizzy. Risk evaluated, safety guaranteed. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/573" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Stephan Anderson (they/them)</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Safety Guaranteed Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Stephan Anderson Author Tag: queer Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document <div align="center"> I am watching you– kneeling before the bones of St. Peter. Head bowed, lips quickly quivering as you recite ancient words that mean little to you and even less to me. “Oh Glorious Saint Peter...” It is trancelike– analytical but emotional– as I can see that cute little furrow in your brow– the one you get when I leave ice cold coffee cups on our bedside table, leaving little rings. Or the same one that appears when we walk through the grocery store, hand in hand, and, for a moment, I break our sacred covenant for a box of Pop Tarts– “that isn't on the list” You are locked in. Focused and dedicated. *sigh* My eyes wander up and down the walls, scanning corner to corner, quietly noticing each adornment in this chapel. (It’s really pretty gay when you think about it) Gold plated sconces, bedazzled, bejeweled robes of luscious velvet and elegant lace table toppers. A dedicated crowd of adorers... moving their lips in tandem to songs they all somehow know the words to, but I don't. Reverently, handing their money over to the idol of their affection. Passing the plate down and down–a drag queen’s dream. *sigh* I close my eyes for a moment to call out to my own Saint– Sister Mary Clarence, why have you forsaken me... (This church needs a little more Whoopi.) I think about that scene–that one we can both sing whenever asked. “Hail mother of mercy and of love. Oh Maria”. Remembering how happy we were. are. were. *sigh* I don't understand how you could bring yourself here. How you could wiggle yourself into your freshly pressed Easter chinos to stand up, kneel, sit down, stand up, kneel, sit down in endless liturgical repetition. But then again, you’ve never had to worry about the whole of your back being exposed every time you kneel or the front of your shirt spatchcocking itself if and when you stand up too quickly. Your pants have never “crown of thorns”-ed themselves around your waist or your thighs or your legs. Do not forgive them father, because they know exactly what they do. You scoff at me for wearing my baggiest sweatpants to church. But It’s the only comfort I can find in a place like this. *sigh* I wonder what flows through your mind like the hymns and prayers that fill this spacious cavern... I track the vibrations of faith as they bounce off the monolith walls both the literal I can see and the metaphysical I can feel when we met, I was sure you didn't like me you were cold, reserved, impossible to see within and yes... I was looking but then you kissed me and I wasn't sure what to do with that and then you kissed me again the way you grabbed my waist felt unfamiliar you were present but not forceful, gently aggressive in the most exciting way your hand glided over my curves and folds without hesitation as you handled me like an antique book- fragile but worthy of turned pages and now we’ve met each others mothers and vacationed just about everywhere we’ve wanted we’ve regrouted the bathroom and mourned together over childhood pets and bickered over new duvet covers. gingham it is. *sigh* I wish you would look at me the way you look at these remains that I could hold your deepest attention for longer than a moment And I wonder, when the times comes, and all my flesh and fat falls away Will you love til I am bones? </div> —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/282">austin sargent (he/him)</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. religion sensuality Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Til I Am Bones Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource austin sargent Author Tag: gay Author Tag: queer Author Tag: white Content Notice: religion Content Notice: sensuality Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document Life is too short and I am too trusting to take what you give me as anything other than true. All of me is earnest: a vine that can only shine green, a person who is good at caring, heart on my sleeve hoping you mean what you say. I'm good at hugs and tears, I'm good at drink-this-water-and-get-some-sleep, I'm good at thermometers and doing the dishes and reading over that email for you before you send it. Like a houseplant, I will bend toward the light of your comfort; let’s grow together in spirals, I’ll give you shade and you’ll give me a trellis: mutualism. I will never flower for you, but I promise my leaves will be broad, and my roots will remember your shape even after you are gone; I hope that is enough. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/679" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Hilary Pittenger</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource like a houseplant I will bend Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Hilary Pittenger Author Tag: activist Author Tag: Asexual Author Tag: Christian Author Tag: queer Author Tag: white Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document Eyes closed. I feel your mouth an upturned u; chest, a v of future scar that spirals back to years pretended in closet-locker-rooms— bat, glove balanced against the wall where paper phantoms Eric Karros, Orel Hershiser, Mike Piazza hung, dripping hot in chiseled sweat, taut-chested dreams of a nonboy who loved America hit round after round and hit again in checkout lines, headlines in America where America means red and blue, only white—nothing in between, where brutal rules call an out an out, and land forced into diamonds gathers its ghosts who rise whipping at the mound. Fastball to your big-league-god Piazza he rockets you, a homerun streak toward freedom—American Promise burned into his bat. I run the invisible lines between your ribs fingerspell life, liberty until you still my hand your lips wide in shameless reclamation. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/84">Evelyn Gill (she/they)</a> Note: “Bound” first appeared in Cream City Review (University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, Department of English, Volume 47, Number 2, Fall & Winter 2023). Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. sensuality Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Bound Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Evelyn Gill (she/they) Author Tag: queer Author Tag: white Content Notice: sensuality https://d1y502jg6fpugt.cloudfront.net/81174/archive/files/8100e0585d0b50ebe8f796e0be1f08f8.jpg?Expires=1792022400&Signature=bUPvYjJ9pJXLVSuDjBmzkMP93ICtLduEGAD6ReAM5d17fbmYMKqegVpar-zS9sUoj8CjKaRm6ZoV40Tr5s-axnwIKJH80jLYpJZAqA%7Eck5xMqB5aYCClsKjbVF4PjsnHgOvJNJTCGatCBD0XTWedVKIEmhdCMy8C-QOzvGrCsPzynm-MqYqLJdanA1kWWJFMmw2TDKYehXDVq7nd97loXyjcE7PRH2zNPmDFhUAyIQDtQPOxG3UY5WgCExOSn3NaYPxYvUirLCzfT3GjTB84vJJxVULg860H%7E8DV12vMiUt9C76pRbnp%7E4lXg3NI0wo1UlHGMcgsuD1KJaogcYdgKQ__&Key-Pair-Id=K6UGZS9ZTDSZM 41239d3ad27f07a2b1d4a0862127cecd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document *Note: Because of the formatting of this poem, it cannot be displayed on screen. Please read it as a PDF, accessible via the Files. Author: <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/663" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Jay (they/them)</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource wonton > wanton Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Jay (they/them) Author Tag: Asexual Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document We’re sitting on a bench overlooking the Volunteer Park Reservoir. There is a gay cruising site behind us, allergens galore, and kids being kids (meaning joy is not a threat today). I hear her suck her teeth and the holes in her jawline collect air. We feel spoken for between the two of us. We choose no words. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/560" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Brian Dang</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource SHORT SCENE IN WHICH MY GRANDMA AND I UNDERSTAND EVERY WORD WE SAY TO EACH OTHER Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Brian Dang Author Tag: Asian or Asian American Author Tag: gay Author Tag: immigrant Author Tag: queer Author Tag: transfemme Author Tag: transgender Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document the salmon run this year. the waters ran harder than I had ever seen, and there were more salmon in the creek than I could ever imagine. the salmon were leaping through the air like shooting stars in the sky. what a wonder, a marvel, this earths routine. so much longer and slower grander and wiser than ours. salmon in the sky! how strong their bodies are. how strong is this great magnet that leads us all home. what a wonderful thing: home, whatever it is. and what a wonderful thing, fishies in the sky! —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/576" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">madi mah-rhodes</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource nooksack salmon run 2023 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource madi mah-rhodes Author Tag: Asian or Asian American Author Tag: bisexual Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: queer Author Tag: white Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document When did healing become defined by flirty, fragrant complicated smells floral, fruity, and musky scents Cause it’s not. Sleeping in a bed of tears And snot filled tissues New medications purged into a bowl of shit Full of regret You were certain that healed on your trip to the motherland Reliving traumas cause the therapist told you so Seeing it on paper only makes it feel real “Isn’t this counterproductive” You ask. “You are safe here” Wondering how that feels Psychiatrist #8 seemed promising Besides the fact that she seemed like she was on something Luring clients in with whimsical trust Highly interactive meds and ditz Certainly taught me a lesson I will never repeat First came the dizziness, then came warm skin to cold wood floors Fighting for my life one stool at a time My body desperately releasing toxins These toxins should of came with a warning One thing the satan and stink bombs have in common Wishfully dreaming of waking up to good morning texts from the lipstick lover who left me besotted Instead it was a car crash on your inhale Throwing out the alarm and closets of clothing like Angela taught me Panic attacks proving to be more consistent than the average friend Eventually creating refuge as I exhaled Therapists Boofin breath and cavities Mother wondering when you last brushed your teeth Old laundry turned into fragrance Despair turned into perfume Worry turned into cologne Topped with 3 sprays of the Dolce & Gabbana light blue not knowing how long this episode will last Living in a world where paychecks are smaller than the 1.6 ounce bottle I consecrated Attempting to mask anxiety sweat with natural deodorant never works Rescheduled wash days under wigs and berets With no plans insight Handing out empty promises to yourself Just like dating your past lover Consumed minds forget to eat meals serve fleeting happiness on boxed plates Sugar cookies for dinner Detoxing the next day Imagining the battle of conquest between vitamins, brain fog and constipation in your body Deja vu like the WWF episodes you used to watch with your brother before the days of parental control You writhed in realization that the invaders have squatter rights For now, I must abandon my love for dairy Night terrors permeating hopes of a brighter day In exchange for a better life, I discover Healing is the aroma Sourcing manure in fertilizer provides nutrients for seeds to grow Be sure to seal in the nutrients with a wet soak so your seedling can bloom You’ll be grateful when the fertilizer aroma passes and you can smell the roses and your clean armpits too oo Oo ooo —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/620" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Losa Berhane</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. mental health medical trauma visceral body imagery swearing Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Healing really smells like poo (Oo oo Ooo) Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Losa Berhane Author Tag: activist Author Tag: Black or African American Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: genderfluid Author Tag: impacted by poverty Author Tag: lesbian Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Content Notice: medical trauma Content Notice: mental health Content Notice: swearing Content Notice: visceral body imagery Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document You are framed by a kind of starry night that my girlfriend painted at a class where each brush stroke is coached, and each turned out different. Ours isn't quite as surreal as the original; love returned rarely leads to the best art. I see you here in her normal seat, a crown of blue with yellow swirling, and with this whiskey-mouth can't recall why I would focus on you so narrowly and ignore her for so many evenings. Maybe it is that love returned is work I'm afraid I might be poor at, but friendship is easily maintained with the sound of two glasses kissing. — <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/70">H. Juul</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. alcohol Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Of Starry Night Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource H. Juul Author Tag: queer Author Tag: transgender Content Notice: alcohol Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document your mother is a fool, always happy to impress always happy to squish you around into pretty shapes hanging see through curtains in the living room that someone might look in and see the pretty chairs does it hurt to be presented on hot silver platters, sprinkled in gold dust that makes your skin itch? —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/175">Madeleine Chace (she/her)</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Your Mother Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Madeleine Chace (she/her) Author Tag: bisexual Author Tag: queer Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document I don't know that you want the answer to the question you asked No, I don’t mean I have some deep darkness leashed inside that will come pouring out at the slightest provocation a black, destroying wave of vitriol and despair. Please. If nothing else, give my demons more credit than that. They play well with others. No, what I mean is I don’t know you. I know your name, I know some choice facts; you hate Mondays (coffee cup) and had salad for lunch (its in your teeth. Just there, to the left, left, got it), but I don’t know you. I don’t know what weighs on your heart, what secret joys light you up in ways no one else will understand. I guess what I’m trying to say is I don’t trust you. Don’t look like that, its not personal. Why would I open my heart up and lay my fears and hopes and dreams out for your perusal; invite you to play this hand with no minimum bet? Give me skin. Give me a talisman of scrimshawed bone carved with the names etched behind your eyes. Let me into you, and perhaps I will let you into me. If that’s what you really want, then I will take your hand and we can jump feet first into the plunge pools of each other. Perhaps you will break yourself on the shallows, or maybe you will sink and sink and sink… Only one way to find out. So, if that’s what you really want… Ask me again. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/337">Brandon McWilliams</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Small Talk Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Brandon McWilliams Author Tag: activist Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: nonbinary Author Tag: white https://d1y502jg6fpugt.cloudfront.net/81174/archive/files/9cd639b6a476865b005e5c0548f0fe82.m4a?Expires=1792022400&Signature=CeII%7Eya%7EZXbf1rkSm-K2yE5tl9UQFGY0vXwsc4cPv6gonncUvXYglPLbs92iKyqe3SKHqQwnXBuaRJrZU1MnWHanoWDdmbcL5DSiy-VxyIIGJcEea%7EPTeL5UoZ8TwacTb9aarQ1k89TMFo4kmbKYUvmkxY1bXelflbx74HhS6cEMV0CnTBKTY-ueYunqaFabzyY6pf7erS9A7C%7EvtA%7EQwwkamZK5MvsRqY3R-qoy7xS-WSEHNXIzZWLvAFW3OEguavEEA0H2gbtDTxCbhE6Q5xZO6W1hJM%7EfGIv0buy-QT0NztbvlN1HWzbJcb1G7NWZ53HIvUopp%7E%7EjIolrThne3A__&Key-Pair-Id=K6UGZS9ZTDSZM 8540c011efd6b93bdfe5cc276043f02b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document I have been as full as your beauty since I met you. Now this glowing with your rays is all to me. Let me be your moon. Let me circle around your beauty in awe of the honor of spinning. Let me taste you like cream from the top of sunlight's milk. Let me feel your pull change the rhythms of my inner tides. Pull me in towards your deep, dry ocean of dreams. Let me come to you behind midnight clouds. Let me see you in secrecy. Do you sleep beneath those charcoal veils or when you hide from prying eyes, full in your newness? Let me slip into that dark with you, and sit by your side and strain to feel the moonbeams of your dreams. Let me sing you to sleep, for you have taught me to sing, singing softly in those silent moments alone with you, moon. Let me come to you nightly, like a lover. Let me read to you the poems you have written on my heart. Let me touch you, moon, that I might know you are true. Let your light stain my fingers and remain in my blood. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/750">Cordelia Ridley, xe/xyr or they/them</a> Note: you can listen to this poem read by the author, accessible via the Files. Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. sensuality Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource love poem to the moon Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Cordelia Ridley, xe/xyr or they/them Author Tag: activist Author Tag: atheist Author Tag: bisexual Author Tag: demisexual Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: impacted by poverty Author Tag: low-income Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: pansexual Author Tag: parent Author Tag: queer Content Notice: sensuality Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document When small, I learned awe in my questions the earth didn't answer: Why is snow silence? What is the grace of darting dragonflies? How do fallen leaves smell like home? Season after season of seeking, I traveled the pathless places, viewing magnified the centers of flowers, interpreting the rustling of trees, peeking under rocks to reveal dirt worlds inhabited by worms squirming, shiny-backed beetles bustling, arthropods armored and ambling. A spider's journey across my palm — thrilling yet still a mystery. What did it mean? Nature kept her secrets and I kept mine, not adding bisexual to my vocabulary until I was seventeen and my friend confided in me and I thought Oh, there it is, the chrysalis of me. I love people like I love trees. Is a larch deciduous or conifer? Is a monkey puzzle needle or thorn? Yes. Give me a fern's unfurling, a woman's knowing smile, a lichen's branching, a man's hand cupped, a person's unique mark on life like rings in heartwood. I am home to forests, ever-growing. I lift the rocks of me to see what shiny, dancing lives exist underneath. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/448" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">McKenna Princing (she/her)</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Lifting Rocks Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource McKenna Princing Author Tag: atheist Author Tag: bisexual Author Tag: queer Author Tag: white Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document “Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea, Past the houses – past the headlands – Into deep Eternity –” —Emily Dickinson Westwardbound, toward Winslow, haloed in lime-electric bathroom glare, the mirror’s tea-green twin stays locked in her stale stare. Woman and reflection edge closer to one another, scrutinizing, running fingers through their hair. There— under straw-gold strands, new silver twines, yellow darkening beneath, shadows in a summer hayloft, aspens curving over willows in November. She will grow to love the other color, love this ferrying of youth to age, will abandon the mirror, return to the window, watch waves brighten with sun then turn dark, see seagulls race the boat, heads empty of destination, just flying. Just flight. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/406">Jennifer L. Scott (she/her)</a> Previously published in Poetry and Poetry Daily. 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To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document The rock’s cloud body glimmers above it. Invisible bells intersex the clod & cloud. Wednesday of gender. Ludovic enters his X through La Monde du Pam. Saturday night of Wednesday. The one I love enters his apartment through the gown shop. The rock’s cloud body glimmers below it in the ground. Pandrogynous snowflakes melt on the rock bodies of the clouds. Through the gown shop, my love enters. The sexual still lives are far off. The cloud’s rock body falls asleep in the cigarette. The rock’s cloud body packs the gown. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/744">Melanie Noel, she/her</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document *Note: Because of the formatting of this poem, it cannot be displayed on screen. Please read it as a PDF, accessible via the Files. Author: <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/748">Oliver Brickman, they/them</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. lack of acceptance swearing Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource At 15, I Tell My Mother I am Going To the Queer-Straight Alliance Sleepover Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Oliver Brickman, they/them Author Tag: activist Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: gay Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: Jewish Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Author Tag: transgender Author Tag: white Content Notice: lack of acceptance Content Notice: swearing Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document Emily Dickinson goes to her first slam at 14. She brings a journal full of feathers and bees. She wears a cardigan over a printed button up her father said was too loud, which she leaves on a chair almost immediately. It will be there when she comes back. She reads a piece about grass. It’s actually about longing. It’s actually about a girl. She doesn’t know how to use the microphone. The judges award her an average of 4.8 points, but everyone encourages her to come back. Which she will never do. She goes home alone. Emily Dickinson goes to her first slam at 19. She crushes the 1-minute rounds, each sundrenched word magnified to scorching. A boy offers to buy her a drink. A girl offers to buy her a drink. But her eyes are already swirling, soul expanding beyond her fitted pants and high-necked starch. Already absorbing the ether of applause. She runs outside. Stands in the chill autumn with the smokers, gasping against an empty night begging to be filled with anything. Emily Dickinson goes to her first slam at 24. She does not read from a notebook, does not hide her slender fingers in a deep pocket. She recites a piece about spring that’s actually about a girl, actually about being a girl, it’s funny, and she knows it, and the audience steeps in her sonics like sweet tea. She goes up again with a piece about pain. Two men leave in a huff. No one misses them. She tries a stunt towards the end, pulls flower petals from her sleeves, but they spill out too early and everyone sees her wince, tells her to go in, and she snaps out an ending dark and crisp as winter dawns. A boy offers her a drink. A girl offers her a drink. Later she will write a poem about following the girl down concrete steps to taste her kiss. She will use plums for central imagery. The poem will be a lie or a wish or NSP entry. She goes home alone. Emily Dickinson goes to her first slam at 35. She wears the white dress, but only to be ironic. She doesn’t bring a notebook. In the first round, Emily stares out into a crowd that has already cast her in a play she’s no interest in starring in, there are so many better stars to hold her gaze, her gay lives in sundrenched fields, she would much rather welcome them to count her feathers, feel the seasons murmur their own secret longings with her breath across their necks. But not tonight. She steps up to the mic and with the calm fury of a spring-thaw stream invites Billy Collins to fuck right off into the sun. She gets all 10s and goes home alone. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/680" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">R. Thursday</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. alcohol swearing Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Emily Dickinson goes to her first slam Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource R. Thursday Author Tag: activist Author Tag: Asexual Author Tag: Asian or Asian American Author Tag: bisexual Author Tag: Christian Author Tag: demisexual Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: impacted by poverty Author Tag: low-income Author Tag: Native Hawaiian or Pacific Islander Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: pansexual Author Tag: polyamorous Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Rural community member Author Tag: transmasc Author Tag: white Content Notice: alcohol Content Notice: swearing Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. 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Text Any textual data included in the document I tucked you away so easily for thanksgiving you came back out when sickness brought more bodies than home had beds you came back out in necessity needing to transform once again into a space for healing for holding for three moons you have been out providing a respite cave for dog and child alike a place to lay down that isn’t bed that doesn’t feel like “going back to bed” cuz I already did that got out of bed today, once is enough It feels like time for couch once again how do I know, shoulder shrug I just do keeping you out is feeling a bit stuck now and putting you in feels way too much why does absolutely everything have to feel so big, heavy, impossible I know I could do it I could take each blanket off wash the sheets fold everything up put it all away I could do that I could fold you into yourself put your cushions back on cover you with something pretty pillow you a bit I don’t want to though and I don’t want to be tough and power through I wanna ask for help I wanna let someone help me I wanna let my people love me I wanna open up my heart and RECeiVE so I’m gonna let someone else put you back up I’m gonna be okay going back to bed I’m gonna be okay getting up out of it as many times as it takes and I am going to not be so strong practice is something I believe in and believing in something matters so I practice being soft, bending like cedar bows dancing on wind. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/746">Patricia Buckingham (she/they)</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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Author: <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/719">Jourdan Imani Keith (she/her/sir)</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. grief abuse or trauma Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource To My Friend Who Looked Away When I Couldn't Answer the Question How are you? Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Jourdan Imani Keith (she/her/sir) Author Tag: activist Author Tag: Black or African American Author Tag: Christian Author Tag: queer Content Notice: grief Content Notice: trauma or abuse https://d1y502jg6fpugt.cloudfront.net/81174/archive/files/72acf791fc280b0411e4f43ebef879ee.pdf?Expires=1792022400&Signature=sIU9iNNI-7xOOjrOE0AtRREk4wk6XEm%7E5BsXjUVUKJEfkF4lWflTVJRz1JyLrjuKWM105lWD5zGGpDfp1H1zpD8vRq7v2JtwpDdcH3gCJbEF%7EPZDKtgQLXIh-kvlAnp5udCMhP0rQiXFs1lE4raLu%7E5480iX2FuUGaA4f0p6E7SpYUvnSGgWi8r7kVFRyYGxBs8ox0lZGKQAJfChgUaGJXe393-UKKdW%7EeAM9a1neGZXBupbqU2a6wLXdrFMKLT016IL4eRS32D-lCMQHSVq-P89agoIv5Uks8zY3Faw3Y8uPuJ08%7EKptpC1blgsbUqzOkVxvr96Io%7EoiKHHj8su2g__&Key-Pair-Id=K6UGZS9ZTDSZM 8b35f1f3a8e8187cd6b3449b9854e72f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Author: <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/469">Robin H</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. environmental trauma Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Baking Cupcakes as the World Burns Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Robin H Author Tag: activist Author Tag: Christian Author Tag: genderfluid Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: homeschooler/unschooler Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: pansexual Author Tag: white Author Tag: younger sister Content Notice: environmental trauma Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document We dove in, not off the floating bridge, but one of the unfinished roads to nowhere, the place in the Arboretum where the creek met Lake Washington where canoes paddled through. Too young to know better, to understand how diving could result in dying, that water could be anything more than the gentle hands of a wet god catching us as we fell. As girls we climbed the cement structure, then one at a time, body after young body, we jumped, as if there wasn’t a freeway to the south of us, as if there wasn’t a better place we should be, as our parents worried as parents do today, that their teenagers, all hands and skin, bikini and unsunblocked, were fine and safe and doing well as we laughed and toppled under Seattle sky into the lake, into the lilypad covered joy because there was never anything to do except find something slightly dangerous, be a little reckless in the summer heat, maybe praying, maybe knowing we all would live. - <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/89">Kelli Russell Agodon</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. 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Author: <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/704" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Ching-In Chen (they/them)</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. grief Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Spell for the Living Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Ching-In Chen (they/them) Author Tag: activist Author Tag: Asexual Author Tag: Asian or Asian American Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: genderfluid Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: pansexual Author Tag: parent Author Tag: polyamorous Author Tag: queer Author Tag: transgender Content Notice: grief Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document I dip my pan dulce into the coffee just like my mother. Breadcrumbs lazily floating, then seeping into the bottom of the cup, its death pile among escaped coffee grinds that make me gag when they press against my teeth begging to be let in. Coffee tastes best when made from dancing, ashy hands. Silent among the chaos of cackling laughter with occasional shouts of “cabrón" and other crude remarks I fail to follow. Religion exists in the communal ritual of passed around grecas and warm mismatched mugs pressed into ashy hands. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/423">Emelie Ali (she/they)</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Dominican Aphrodite Bathes in a Cup Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Emelie Ali Author Tag: bisexual Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: queer Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document I’m leaving signs to point the way Radical affirmations of all that’s been unspoken Subversive gems in my art for future generations & most especially I'm here to point the way towards a future that is sure to be free and gender diverse like me For there have been countless ignorant lies perpetrated against us & we have been treading in its muck Since the Victorian era heaped curses upon us Dictating a code of life that is over a century outdated But here, on my virtual cave walls, are some truths: & what is true is that the existence of your beautifully perfect trans body is an act of war Let me then write you, dear warriors who come after me, all my seeds for a better future Fold them into a letter I can tuck deep into your coat pockets I wish for all of you: Enough smooth roads ahead to keep you carrying on Because the terrain is sure to be rough & treacherous For there is a very long way Of undoing what has been done yet to go I wish for you: Someone Drawn to your beautifully perfect soul Who will call you: My sweet baby angel, My Prince, My precious chosen one & heap all the gender affirming praises that you were robbed of Since a doctor decided to raise you by your tiny helpless ankles And proclaim who you were One breath & an exhale before you even had a chance to cry your first battle cry Friends, I wish for you: Gentle forehead kisses Hair being swept off tear drenched faces A chosen family of beloveds who look thoughtfully Into your tired eyes Telling you a thousand times, A million times over Until the truth of it weighs so heavy It displaces all the falsehoods that have unwittingly Been fashioned into your burdens I wish for you to see: You are perfect, As you are A design brought into being by the old Gods & millennia before such lies (Which were never ours to take on) Were inflicted upon us Sweet trans children of tomorrow I wish for you a gentle hand Deserving of your vulnerability And I pray that life becomes so peaceful That you soon forget what it was like To flinch At every approach I wish for you: Explosive full embodied joy As you look in the mirror & dance your ecstasy Moving in ways that no one dare dictate I send my wishes into the cosmos: An image of generations of trans bodies walking assured— Experiencing everything it means to be alive In their most perfect authentic expressions Affirmed & celebrating in all your innate wisdom The human You always knew to be With every mark I leave, I plant seeds of hope that likely will never flourish until long past my allotted time & I wish I could set you free But most of all I wish for you shelter from doubting your worthiness & I wish for you to know How perfect How beautiful How complete How whole How exactly as the world has always needed Perfectly Authentically Magically 2Spirit Transgender Intersex Gender diverse Genderless You —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/546" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Trey E. Newday (they/them)</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource 21st Century Cave Markings Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Trey E. Newday Author Tag: activist Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: genderfluid Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: Homeless or formerly homeless Author Tag: impacted by poverty Author Tag: pansexual Author Tag: parent Author Tag: polyamorous Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Rural community member Author Tag: transgender Author Tag: transmasc Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource All Anthology Poems Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all poems currently available to read in the Anthology. To browse poems by author identity tags, <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/tag-index" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">visit the tag index</a> or <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/search" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">try our advanced search</a>. Poem Contains text information about individual contributors to the anthology. Text Any textual data included in the document 雲橫秦嶺家何在 —Han Yu (韓愈) Mountain, o mountain, your white hat and deep blue wrinkles bounding the mortal skyline, bounding the world that my eyes can see. Clouds, o clouds, soft and nimble as a green armorless brigade of routine solitude marching in to liberate the sizzling city, tear down alien vermilion suns and bring me solace. A lonely, lonely solace as here I sit, lofty heavens rumbling beneath me, and when I sit here, looking at you, I remember you are the direction of home. Mountain, o mountain! My home, it is far west, eastern but far west, east and west conjoined at a made-up line. When you are here, sunlight over snow caps, sunlight over cloud mantles, my home is asleep, its silty river curled up like a gourd-patterned cat. I have friends there, just as there are mountains there, uplifted by gods fighting, punctured by self-appointed gods of chemistry. We used to be together, just as the mountains are still together, huddled cozily in green—lovely little things. But today I am far away, and seeing you jut out all brazenly, I think of my homebound friends. Mountain, o mountain, how do I get to see my friends? I mean, I see them every day, electronic reductions of themselves before I switch them off, shove them into my pocket, returning to other things, other people, other loves. But a love of sharp mountains is unlike a love of the rounded, eroded ones, for it burns brighter, but it rarely cuts deep. The age of the earth, the soul of it all, draws from the lovely little things called hills, eroded mountains of time past, stirred out of unquiet sadness, a greenish gentle memory. A memory of past friends. You see, mountain, I miss my friends more than a telescope misses stars on a clouded eve, more than trees miss the warmth of sun in the winter, but just as much as a bird, grand-daughter of grass-eating ankylosaurs, longs southernly when seasonal unreadiness shrivels her wings. She rarely misses home, but when she does, it warms her, it churns her, beckoning to her with the promise of love. So she tries to fly again, soaring over you mountain, but the south, the south of her home, is an abstract place, for she misses home, but it is the missing that makes it home. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/638">Nguyễn Bình</a> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Letter to the Olympic Mountains Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Nguyễn Bình Author Tag: activist Author Tag: polyamorous Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Southeast Asian