1 25 28 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. Arianne True (Choctaw, Chickasaw) is a disabled queer poet and teaching artist from Seattle, and has spent most of her work time working with youth. She’s received fellowships and residencies from Jack Straw, Artist Trust, and the Seattle Repertory Theater, among others, and is a proud alum of Hedgebrook and of the MFA program at the Institute of American Indian Arts. She lives in Tacoma with her cat and is always questing for high-quality dairy-free baked goods. Arianne is the 2023-2025 Washington State Poet Laureate. Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/751">Bedtime Story: The Girl and the Quarter Moon</a></li> </ul> Region The region of Washington State in which the author lives or has lived. South Puget Sound 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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Text Any textual data included in the document Preface I grew up on folk tales, not fairy tales at bedtime. a whole different set of stories and ways to tell them. different expectations. different lessons (I learned). my bedtime stories spoke of women finding ways not to be sacrificed. what I learned was people will leave you on the cliffside to wait for a monster who is coming to devour you—for their own peace what I learned was people will think some things are too big to fight and the way to get by in their shadow is to let women die to sate it what I learned was most of the time, you save yourself. you find a way to be clever or fast or loving enough to stop the monstrous cycle right before its jaws close around you. what I learned was not to expect to be saved but to know that if I was good enough at the right, constantly-changing things, I could save myself, most times. this carries through. still doing it. just learning now how to maybe stop playing this story out. I am tired of having to find the right way to be good enough to be allowed to survive. to claw out my own place with the paw I struck from the monster you left me out to feed. tired of the blood running down my body, from my body, leaving my body, leaving my body curled and confined in the softest things I have, but still, the nest I make for myself feels some days more like I have padded the trap I was set in as bait. lined the metal teeth with batting. they’ll still bruise, you know, through that. can still break an unsettled bone. some days it feels like there is no way I leave the trap and it doesn’t spring. Chapter 1 a quarter moon is a half moon, there are two ways of thinking about it. a full moon could be called a half moon, on the logic of a quarter moon – halfway through the cycle. there is no half moon, officially. whatever that means. which officials. sounds like there are two half moons to me. Chapter 2 I see half of the face that faces me. we call it quarter because of the cycle, the whole cycle of new moon to new moon, and this half-face marks the one-quarter point. but reading up on quarter moons, looking at diagrams of moon cycles, her face emerges in a new way, and the quarter I see is the quarter of the whole spherical moon, she round in every dimension. that far dark. calling her half-lit face quarter an answer, maybe, to the half we never see. this is what persuades me to quarter moon over half moon. all we can ever have is half the moon. and quarter moon reminds us that half the time, all we see is just half of that. Chapter 3 autism gave me words for things I was already doing: like masking. it applies elsewhere too, though, has shown up so many places in my life full of nooks, full of places someone else wants to forget. this is when, masking is when, you feel safer hiding who and how you be because the society you live in has convinced you (often accurately – this part stings the most) that if you do not hide you, Bad Things will happen. to you. around you. because of you. and your not-hiding. it says do not show your autism. your adhd. your POTS, EDS, the other three, or what ill looks like in your body. do not show the way joy needs to fizzle out every finger when you get overwhelmed with it. do not show how some sounds, like the sound of the scrape of that knife on the ceramic plate, sizzle through your brain, pain searing and shaking you from the inside, literal pain, do not show it. do not show how hard it is to walk during a POTS episode, how hard it is to walk with long Covid, how hard it is to walk with two feet injured from your connective tissue disorder. do not need a wheelchair. do not look how you look when you need a wheelchair and don’t have one. do not look how you look when you need. do not let the expression drop fast from your face when you run out of the energy that holds it on. do not hold an expression (out of habit) past when you feel it. but do learn to fake the expressions that make other people feel comfortable. like the ones that make them feel like you’re listening because it’s how they listen, but keeping up the Listen face takes all your focus and you don’t hear a word. learn to hold these faces all day: at school, at work, around strangers, around people who insist that you’re friends. do not let these expressions drop. no matter what you miss. do not let them drop. Chapter 4 before I learned what masking was and what I really sounded like inside, with the filter of everyone else scrubbed off and my flesh close to bloody from it, before then I only ever showed a quarter moon. it was all I felt allowed. Chapter 5 there are two quarter moons: first and third. quarters. one is easy to see, it’s an evening rise, visible around sunset. the other, third quarter moon, is up when we are, most of us, asleep. the full moon is so bright with sun that the details get lost in the glare. this tenth-bright half-face quarter is where you see the relief of craters. I am told even binoculars will get you there. and see, when it is just the first quarter moon you see, that sunset staple, you will only know the ridges on a single side, one half of the moon. [interjection – one quarter. still half her face is always back, back away, you will only see half a half. it’s simple math. you may never see the other craters. and that can be okay. but you may never know that’s all you have. and not knowing is a different story.][whispered: you did not realize I was missing so many essential somethings.] Chapter 6 one eye cannot see the other. on a human face, on a moon face. I didn’t know I was missing the other half, the other half a half, either. it’s these past few years that have retaught me myself, the selves I found and then lost as a child, a tween, a teen, a twenty-something. even in private, I did not have me, not— not even close to the way it is now. this gift of my own fullness, access to a more actual me, one of the many strange presents illness has left at my door so far. I am glad I chose to unwrap. Chapter 7 but where did I really learn to hide? who taught me the world wasn’t safe for me? an inventory of me in the context of this country provides a case for hiding: my tribes survived based on how well they became invisible to white eyes the statistics for women receiving violence remain shocking a recent trip to australia drove this home: I noticed myself telling men when they were doing wrong and yelling at them when politeness didn’t work and for once, didn’t fear for my safety. a miracle. on returning home, I told a female friend about it. she said it sounded like an alternate universe. the time, less than five years ago, I had to hide in the basement of my house while my drunk, violent neighbor hurled homophobic slurs at the front door. last fall, when I felt a new foot injury burn into life, but was walking home alone, late, and remembered what they tell young gazelles: they pick off the weak and the sickly. do not look sickly. do not limp. you have to look strong enough to fight them off so they don’t try. and how much worse the pain was when I got home / from bearing all that weight. I’m not ready to tell strangers the inventories for being autistic ace both chronically and intergenerationally poor I’m not ready to talk about the intersections but another strange gift of illness: all this extra time I spend at home is time I’m not being harassed. Chapter 8 I don’t fault myself for hiding. I celebrate learning to come out anyway. I would like to get to make only that decision, to feel safe enough to always choose it. here is my request: consider—have you taught me to hide? you. every you. it can be smaller than you think. smaller than you think you can see. but I promise you can learn. wake up for the sunrise to see that other half moon, that other quarter, in detail. you will notice the craters. no microscope. no telescope. they are so visible when you look the right way. I have already shown you so many, close up. like this. Chapter 9 my love is one of the first to really see the back, the proverbial dark side of the moon, the half that gets forgotten when you call a quarter moon a half moon. she said she wanted to see whatever was there. I finally believed that what was there was worth loving, could be shown to the right people. and she was willing to walk around, to the side you can’t see from here, and I want to convey how sincere this is and how much that mattered. to someone who has been taught you hide whole selves to survive or be loved. it was old and it was recent. and she said “I want it all” and I said “I wouldn’t want anyone who wouldn’t” and these are why it’s different this time. Chapter 10 all the years of hiding and pushing through, saving yourself and finding the ways to be good enough not to be killed, living by the merit du jour, these will run you into the ground. my bedtime stories would always end before the heroines could get the chronic illnesses we get when we overclock ourselves to survive. illnesses we then have to hide. the phases are a cycle. new moon to new moon. have you ever seen the whole face? — <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/752" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Arianne True</a> Note: “Bedtime Story: the girl and the quarter moon” first appeared in ANMLY #39, October 2024. Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. illness medical trauma violent imagery lack of acceptance 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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Text Any textual data included in the document my breath is short in the grocery aisle i review my list they don’t have the whipped cream i want at home, by the sink the wet washcloth behind my eyes starts to wring i text her to see if this is her sadness projected two-thousand miles i rationalize: could be hungry cut open the orange bless it and me she doesn’t claim the sadness but wrestles with open wounds i come on too strong: obligation could never produce forgiveness i can’t see it another way the juice rolls into broken skin i expect it i tell you every day you leave for work: “i don’t like it but i accept it” today my legs are tight the heat is off i keep wearing your buttonless sweater meanwhile she dreams of concrete pouring a new beginning finally coming back to herself —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/627">Emme Williamson</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. mental health 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 unclaimed Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Emme Williamson Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Content Notice: mental health 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>. 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Text Any textual data included in the document i do not pretend i do not feel the way i do. i acknowledge the feeling, sometimes aloud. i do not grow or change for anyone else. i follow my interests. i stop over-planning my day. i imagine the container that holds all these parts. it is not broken, it is whole. i let myself listen to songs i liked a decade ago. i stay grounded as they take me to parked cars in snowy lots, orange light, and a hope that life was bigger. i let anger tell me how it hurts, and sadness does the same. i cut my bangs when i can see the mirror. curiosity grabs my hand and i feel the urge to interrupt it — i wait until the waiting is over. i eat what i want for dinner. i am just happy that i eat. i imagine a day where i will no longer be afraid of the gap in the curtains and i hold space for if that day never comes. i stop trying to be a manual or a torchlight or a port in the storm. i am poem and constellation and the water beneath the waves. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/627">Emme Williamson</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. mental health 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 how to gain trust with myself Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Emme Williamson Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Content Notice: mental health 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 used to hate this holiday counted only punishment and inventoried sins this year i know i must eat last time the gates were open i apologized to my body using holy fast to train my stomach learning to run on empty drinking liters of essenced water chewing watermelon gum to satisfy my tongue the longer i went, the harder it was to come inside to fill the void this year i vow to be more tender another snot-nose amidah i know god hears me in all moments but ritual can transform us —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/627" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Emme Williamson</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. mental health body dysmorphia 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 YK Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Emme Williamson Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Content Notice: body dysmorphia Content Notice: mental health 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. Emme Williamson is a writer and artist from the Pacific Northwest. Emme makes films and zines about identity, tarot, relationships, and the body. Their research interests include spirituality and sacred stories, cultural trauma, and gender. Emme received their MFA in Photography from the University of Illinois at Chicago in 2018. Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/628" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">YK</a></li> <li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/629" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">how to claim trust with myself</a></li> <li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/630" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">unclaimed</a></li> </ul> 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 Emme Williamson Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent 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 of or arousing gratification of the senses and physical, especially sexual, pleasure. the state or situation of being alone We are never taught to love ourselves To love our own bodies We are taught to know the touch of another’s hand To want and desire this touch But we are not taught to know and love our own Touch We are not taught to Desire Our own touch But who is better at servicing the body we inhabit 24/7 At one point i started putting hormones into This body And then This body Changed It was a new body It was a new landscape And i became an Explorer I scouted out this new Terraine Surveyed the crests Discovered the caverns I began to accept this Sexual body I had a partner at the time Whose narcissism Could not tolerate This new found love of my own Body As it meant that the time I spent exploring Myself I was not exploring them I was not satiating their Desire For me to be an extension Of them I was not servicing their need For my servitude I tried to hide My new found Hobby From them The more i enjoyed myself The less i want to submit To their coercive subjugation The rift grew My independence over My own body Grew I now wanted Independence Over my life My love for myself became a Threat Our system Maintains control By teaching us Not to love Ourselves When we seek others to affirm Our sense of self We give over our power Self love is a Radical act For those of us who are Marginalized This might be thee most Radical act When we say not only I have a right to exist But also say I have a right to feel pleasure We learn to say I have a right to autonomy I have a right to love myself These are radical acts These are acts that we are Punished for These are words that Empower us These are words that Take our power back These are radical words The power to make ourselves feel good Creates autonomy Negates control Empowers the marginalized What would our world look like if we were To be Empowered Autonomous What better lovers Would we be If we Knew our own bodies Loved our own bodies Revelled in our own bodies If we loved our skin Be it Red, brown, black If we loved our gender Be it Trans, female, male If we loved our hair Black, kinky, thick, straight If we loved our lips Thick, thin, lipsticked If we love our eyes Round, almond, hazel, brown If we love our noses Flat, pointy, crucid If we love our hips Curvy, big, flat If we explore these places If we love these places If we vocalize our love for these places If we refuse dates because We want to instead love ourselves Sorry i cannot go out to night I am going to have hot steamy sex with myself I aint even gonna make it to the club Because i am feeling myself and i feel good I’m sure sex with you is great But can you make me orgasm as hard as i can Can you make me cum and cum again Just writing this i am getting a hard on For myself I can’t wait to be finished so i can get off But first i want to insure that you Understand I want you to also find Sensual solitude I want your hands to caress your body I want your skin to tingle at your own touch I want your nipples to get hard and erect I want the blood to flow into your penis/clit until it throbs I want juices to flow I want you to get flushed At the thought of yourself I want you to join me in this Radical act of Self love —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/623" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">smitty buckler</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. erotic (explicit) 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 Sensual Solitude Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource smitty buckler Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: Homeless or formerly homeless Author Tag: impacted by poverty Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: low-income Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Rural community member Author Tag: Solo Poly Author Tag: transgender Author Tag: Two-Spirit Author Tag: Urban Native (displaced) Content Notice: erotic (explicit) Content Notice: trauma or abuse 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. Smitty is an intersectional feminist and an expression of the intersections of art, writing, performing, healing, & advocating. An amalgamation of intersectional identities which they express through their work as an artist, organizer, writer, illustrator, performer, dancer, coder, researcher, healer, and advocate. They have been creating opportunities for individuals within intersectional, QTPOC, Disabled, Native, and Latinx spectrum artists since 2004 through the Conspiracy of Geniuses (CoG). CoG is now working to bridge the gap between art as social change and essential healing tools with a project called RAD* Care and an app called UXMAL**. Enthusiasts say their best quality is phlebotomizing the patriarchy's blood, replacing it with glitter - evident in their artful fierceness they bring to intersectional art and activism. *RAD = Radical, Accessible, & Decolonizing. **UXMAL = User Experience designed Mutual Aid and Liberation. linktr.ee/smittybuckler ConspiracyofGeniuses.org Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/624" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Sensual Solitude</a></li> </ul> Region The region of Washington State in which the author lives or has lived. Northwest 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 smitty buckler Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: Homeless or formerly homeless Author Tag: impacted by poverty Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: low-income Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Rural community member Author Tag: Solo Poly Author Tag: transgender Author Tag: Two-Spirit Author Tag: Urban Native (displaced) 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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Text Any textual data included in the document it is august first and i am worried about the leaves. they’ve lived through countless augusts, as have i, and we know that august is the beginning of a goodbye. the band of cicadas still sings, but they know this party is almost over. we, the last dancers, will pretend we don’t hear the soft clinks of Time collecting its finery. we’ll just dance until we’re dragged out of summer kicking and screaming, “but we’re not yet done with the warmth! we’re not done with the sun! we’re not ready for us living things to end!” and Time, that bastard, will say to us, “yes, this must end, but you will not.” Time is an optimist, because it must be, but i am not. it is september first and i promise, i can hear the leaves whispering. they yearn for the sweet pressure of heat weighing them down, not the success of photosynthesising. they need to remember how the breeze felt combing through the base of their every branch. we were too busy fluttering about how it will all end, end, end and now our memories are rain slipping between our stems, our fingers. i stay up with them begging the moon to bring back the sun for a second chance, then wake to them arguing with the morning clouds. how can i judge the cycle they’re trapped in, when it’s us trapped together. it is october first and the leaves mumble, “why should we fight when our fate is not for us to decide?” so with each glorious descent, there is a sigh and i join their hushed prayer to Time. please, let the soil mature us past some feathery, sensitive thing. in the spring, might we grow back strong and brave and alive? Time, please be merciful, grant us more of your abundance, we know now that we can truly live. before they touch the ground, Time will have already made its decision. it will be april first when the leaves grow back and we cannot hide from the sun any longer. it will ascend from the skyline with a brilliant warmth to defrost our fate, chanting “to begin and begin and begin again.” —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/377">Sofía Esperanza Lavoe</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 the leaves and i Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Sofía Esperanza Lavoe Author Tag: Black or African American Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: lesbian 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 And where the trees parted by God Herself reveal hundreds of wishes left to be granted, you’ll know you’ve finally arrived home. No man made trails here, we must observe the Earth with a loving gaze, remember the way She bends to and fro for us to find our way back to each other. Once you reach the beginning of the babbling brook, follow the ichthus until you run into cotton linens hung to dry and the scent of lavender which you so despise. I’ll hear your rustling and rush up to meet you with an embrace, we’ll be picturesque against the ombre of the setting sun. We’ll sigh in the pure air and let our muscles relax into each other. At peace. --- When I’m asked what my happy place is, I itch to illustrate this slice of a dream. However, I never do. I always say something much more within my reach like, alone in Central Park on a cloudy, spring afternoon with a breeze rushing over me just when I’m getting too warm. Or, an empty high school football field at night, staring up at all the planes mistaken for stars with a friend. I know that a modicum of peace and happiness are available in those places, but not as much as I crave for me and my lover. Nevertheless, tranquility for people like us is only an empty prayer to an unforgiving listener. Queer and black, we’d be happy to die of any natural causes. My darling is getting close to using up half of their life expectancy and everytime a white man looks at me too long I can see my life among Gaia’s brooks dry. We live in the suburbs, where if we scream our neighbors might hear us, might care, might call the police who might be the ones who actually kill us. If we lived in this mirage, who would be able to put out the fire the burning cross in our yard started. Who would come cut us strange fruit down from the once blessed trees. Would we finally know peace as the smell of burning flesh came and went, spirits forever tied to the godly land of godless people. The Terrain can only protect us so much from the determination of white people. She would do Her best to take care of us after we passed, reincarnating us as other fishes in Her brook. We would have to pass by the trees, the yard, reminders of what took us all those months, years, centuries ago. We would learn that the other ichthus was an enslaved black boy in his other life, this too was his home. He loved to watch the sky move into each color so seamlessly. We would mourn being just out of reach of the blooming dandelions when Spring came. So many wishes, so so so many wishes. “Why must we die to find peace,” my lover would ask me, “to be safe, finally. Why can’t we rest when we’re alive.” I don’t know darling, I don’t know. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/377">Sofía Esperanza Lavoe</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. death grief abuse or trauma lack of acceptance 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 Blessed Land Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Sofía Esperanza Lavoe Author Tag: Black or African American Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: lesbian Content Notice: death Content Notice: grief Content Notice: lack of acceptance Content Notice: trauma or abuse 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. Sofía Esperanza Lavoe is a Colombian-American storyteller, poet, and aspiring cultural historian. The daughter of a Spanglish speaking mother, Sofía grew up endlessly intrigued by the liminal spaces existing between languages, cultures and memories. She explores these landscapes through her eco-literature inspired writing, her work composed of fragile truths padded by a lush, mossy lexicon. The anthropomorphized Earth of Lavoe’s work is influenced by her indigenous ancestral partnership with the Land, one she finds solace in and her prose breathes life into. She is currently pursuing her Bachelors of Science with an emphasis in Cultural History of the Arts. Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/378" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Blessed Land</a></li> <li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/379" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">the leaves and i</a></li> </ul> Region The region of Washington State in which the author lives or has lived. South Puget Sound 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 Sofía Esperanza Lavoe Author Tag: Black or African American Author Tag: genderqueer Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: lesbian 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 dare not be queer. Not this 16 year old kid, who knows nothing and feels nothing, yet feels everything emotions fluttering in the wind like ribbons or celebration, in secret I wish more youth had celebrations back then for being who they were, Now I bend and listen to this generation, their voices booming and calling for bravery and safety Bravery for me at 16 meant harboring a queer fugitive in my body, weaving in and out of existence depending on the room, depending on the family member, Where was the safety? Where is the safety? We are still demanding safety. God don’t you remember the first moment you realized you had chosen family, equal parts for survival, equal parts for joy. You have always deserved joy. We knew what it felt like to dance on the edges of ourselves, just enough, but not too much. Don’t you know, you are not too much? The greatest reveal I have at 37 is that I have finally dared to love myself. Dared to be queer, letting it splash against the walls of every room I enter. I am leaving markers for queer youth to know it is possible to exist beyond resilience. That there are celebrations being had about you and you and you. You who dare to be queer. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/360">Brandi Douglas (they/she)</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. lack of acceptance 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 Celebrations Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Brandi Douglas Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: Black or African American Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Two-Spirit Content Notice: lack of acceptance 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 can’t unsee this. No wool hefty enough to pull over your eyes now. Genocide is a gaping wound, open, seething alive and well. Fed by averted eyes and silent voices. Indifference. This is separation from home. From land. From breath. From life. Over and over and over and over again. Rubble, bodies, heartache and prayer enveloping the land. Driven to the edge of nowhere to become nothing more. Carrying tiny, lifeless bodies who dared to dream of freedom. Just memories and ash now. You can’t unsee this. #FreePalestine —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/360">Brandi Douglas (they/she)</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. genocide 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 Unsee Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Brandi Douglas Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: Black or African American Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Two-Spirit Content Notice: genocide 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. Brandi (They/She) is a multidisciplinary artist from Tacoma, Washington (Traditional Puyallup Tribal Territory/Coast Salish Territory) whose works are inspired by their intersectional experience as a Two-Spirit, Queer, multiracial and neurodivergent person. Their works invite others to be challenged and reflect deeply on their experiences as well as the impacts they can/do make. Brandi is featured in We Need a Reckoning (2021) as well as Planet Justice (2023). Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/361" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Unsee</a></li> <li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/362" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Celebrations</a></li> </ul> Region The region of Washington State in which the author lives or has lived. South Puget Sound 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 Brandi Douglas (they/she) Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: Black or African American Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Two-Spirit 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>. 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Text Any textual data included in the document I remember you as you are Brown hips, wide eyes and crooked eyes One eye bigger than the other Nose slanted towards the gods begging a flower to bloom Small hands , clasping around the mortar and pestle Arms made for grinding crunchy brown beans A sweet aroma coating the room of unspoken heritage I spend most of my days days - alone and brown Alone and brown in the streets that reek of gentrification and half smoked cigarettes I dream of the day I can rest in your arms In the belly of the quetzal I won’t hear white people's words - it will only be silent Silence will coat our home together Our home alone in the hills of glory In the land that hurts, that cries, that stimulates A land that evokes our deepest sympathies Only to be thrown back into the cycle of grief We will have stray cats and dogs and a parrot that is free to fly amongst the ceiba trees Just you and I brown And alone together —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/290">El Kravit-Smith</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. cigarettes 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 Remembering You Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource El Kravit-Smith Author Tag: activist Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: Jewish Author Tag: queer Content Notice: cigarettes 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. The poets name is El. She is a queer, Indigenous Guatemalan woman. She was adopted when she was three months old by two women who she is proud to call her family. She started writing poetry in remembrance of her family back home in Guatemala when she visited for the second time. She also writes poetry as a way to connect with lost parts of herself since she has spent her whole life feeling stuck between two worlds, and this is a way to explore all that it encases. Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/291" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Remembering You</a></li> </ul> Region The region of Washington State in which the author lives or has lived. South Puget Sound 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 El Kravit-Smith Author Tag: activist Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: Jewish 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. sam krehel is a queer, trans, 2spirit, kinky autist and trauma survivor who has lived many lives. in this current iteration, they are also a mental health counselor, aspiring uncle, poet, and songwriter. "unnamed love language" is their first work selected for official publication. and, although they're rather be outside, you can sometimes find them on book specific apps @bibliophagy. Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/280">unnamed love language</a></li> </ul> Region The region of Washington State in which the author lives or has lived. Peninsula/Coastal 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 sam krehel (they/them) Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: low-income Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: polyamorous Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Rural community member Author Tag: transgender Author Tag: Two-Spirit 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. 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Text Any textual data included in the document rolling pin into flat into smashed into cant feel this way anymore muscles so tense exhausted from trying to remember not to clench and hold them into this shape thigh ropes of viscera taut as i type longing to be smoothed under hands no feet trample me scared takes the place of tense pain reminds i wont -be- forever drive of boot wondering do you know how fragile i am how soft i can finally start to stop crushed into powder that leaks into rivers of feelings escaped finally a nother way through painful tingling shaking hurt clenched splashes splatters seeps down earth vibrating with me until i quit shaking again rap me with reeds 'til welts cover my body red and thick giving me texture warmth sweat from rapture dripping tackle me down bound hand bound foot no escape then taped shut hood over head and thrown bag zipped wheeled unknown and dropped left forgotten gone split spilled punched abandoned discarded labeled cradled swaddled kissed mixed up fucked up where is this in love language literature this hurt me the way i like so i feel safe so i know you see me so i know you care all at once or please none at all degrade me just so sinew becomes lengthening revival becomes hope and love feels like love again <div style="text-align:right;"> — <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/281">sam krehel (they/them)</a></div> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. kink sensuality violent 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 unnamed love language Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource sam krehel (they/them) Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: disabled Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: low-income Author Tag: neurodivergent Author Tag: polyamorous Author Tag: queer Author Tag: Rural community member Author Tag: transgender Author Tag: Two-Spirit Author Tag: white Content Notice: kink Content Notice: sensuality Content Notice: swearing Content Notice: violent 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 This far south, it smells too sweet in February. Too much is blooming. I am beautiful when I notice this. I take the scent of roses so deep into my lungs even my breath tastes syrupy. I confess: I try on grief in poems like hats. I cry and call my swollen face a decoration. Today, I mourn: winter, graduation, my father. This is the shade that keeps me cool enough to sit for hours outside the library and watch the people unburden themselves of books they never finished reading. <div style="text-align:right;"> — <a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/268">Malia Maxwell</a></div> 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 Ars Poetica Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Malia Maxwell Author Tag: gay Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: lesbian Author Tag: Native Hawaiian or Pacific Islander Author Tag: queer Author Tag: white 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. Malia Maxwell (Kanaka Maoli) is a writer from Seattle, WA. Her poems appear or are forthcoming in Black Warrior Review, Poetry Northwest, Third Coast, No Tokens, Frozen Sea, and elsewhere. Her writing has been supported by Bread Loaf Environmental and Vermont Studio Center. She is an MFA candidate in Poetry at the Helen Zell Writers' Program. Visit her at <a href="https://www.maliamaxwell.com/">maliamaxwell.com</a> Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/267">Poem without an ending</a></li> <li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/269">Ars Poetica</a></li> </ul> Region The region of Washington State in which the author lives or has lived. North Puget Sound 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 Malia Maxwell Author Tag: gay Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: lesbian Author Tag: Native Hawaiian or Pacific Islander 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 She crouches over the river as if she’s scrying it. Though, between us, she’s not the one who looks for signs in passing strangers’ faces, signs about the length of winter, or signs she can pretend are code for “I approve” from a father dead these past five years. If she couldn’t hear, I’d ask the river the same questions I ask the birds littering my lawn— about where this is going. Years seem to pass before she wades back, and proves she’ll keep returning by that look on her face, all earnest, not knowing it. She shows me a pebble, big as her knuckle, pink as her tongue, and tells me —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/268">Malia Maxwell</a> Originally published in <a href="https://frozensea.org/issue-three" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Frozen Sea</a> (Issue 3, Feb 15, 2024). 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 Poem without an ending Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Malia Maxwell Author Tag: gay Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: lesbian Author Tag: Native Hawaiian or Pacific Islander 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 I wrap my breasts in shadow flatten them like dried pansies between the pages of a book. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/194">Mateo Acuña</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 haiku Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Mateo Acuña Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: gay Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: immigrant Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent 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 is bare-chested with swim trunks, waves of chlorine, sunlight and synths lapping like a happy dog on my butterscotch skin. No soggy sagging wire-wrought bikini top to ring out and hang, just water droplets on my chest that evaporate and diffuse into the summer air. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/194">Mateo Acuña</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 Someday Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Mateo Acuña Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: gay Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: immigrant Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent 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 Contributing Authors Description An account of the resource This is a collection of all authors who have contributed to the Anthology. To browse authors by identities, <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>. Author Contains a poem written in plain text. Author Biography Biographical information about a person. Mateo Acuña is a trans, gay Peruvian-American poet and writer who splits his time between Auburn and Seattle, where he is an Art and English student at the University of Washington. In 2023, he was the Seattle Youth Poet Laureate and currently serves as the Auburn Poet Laureate. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in the Gay & Lesbian Review, the Nepantla Cultural Arts Gallery, the EchoX, The Madrona Project, and more. He is the librettist of the twenty-minute chamber opera Blood Dawn of the Inti Sun, composed by Mina Pariseau. His first book, a poetry chapbook published in 2024, is Dear Spanish, which explores the languages of identity, heritage, and belonging. Poems List of poems attributed to the author. <ul><li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/195" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">Someday</a></li> <li><a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/196" target="_blank" rel="noreferrer noopener">haiku</a></li> </ul> Region The region of Washington State in which the author lives or has lived. North Puget Sound 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 Mateo Acuña Author Tag: activist Author Tag: American Indigenous/Alaska Native Author Tag: gay Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: immigrant Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: neurodivergent 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 don't want to I don't know, I was my slutty phases, she let me sleep in our bed all fits together. weed is part of the sapphic first phase of lavender now. sapphic community culture. and I have a denim jacket of course I do. it says high femme. —<a href="https://waqueeranth.omeka.net/items/show/158">Andrea Paz</a> Content Warnings Warnings about any potentially harmful or triggering content present in the text. drugs 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 interstellar bisexual girls: a sapphic poem Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Andrea Paz Author Tag: activist Author Tag: bisexual Author Tag: Hispanic or Latine/o/a/x Author Tag: immigrant Author Tag: Incarcerated or formerly incarcerated Author Tag: indigenous Author Tag: Jewish Author Tag: low-income Author Tag: neurodivergent Content Notice: drugs