Category: LGBTQ

NaPoWriMo #22

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never been us

four years later, I
see your face
snap its way back
into my mind, and I
am stunted by its
presence–unmovable, and
lost in the shambles of the
lake of us, and I want
to blink my eyes constantly
until I can’t see you anymore.

you didn’t even have
the heart to follow
through with every promise
promised or every word
unkept; I knew in the
second year I’d be your
doormat, and after the
sixth year, I pulled myself
up, dusted myself off, and
shot my way into a
more inviting direction.

you came back …
unable to let me live
my life without you
in it, and I saw that dimpled
cheek smile at me, and
the person I was while you
were away caved in.

I hate you for loving me
hard enough to cause me
to fear everyone else.
I love you for finally letting
me walk away and stay
away for good.
I warned you that we’d be
too much to handle, and now
you see that

I
was
right.

NaPoWriMo #18

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disappear

I’ve tried telling them
these feelings for you, but they
won’t listen to me

you must leave me be
I have nothing left to give
and you deserve more

I know it is true
yet you remain, my sweetheart
we both should let go

but fear still binds us
and the odds are stacked so high
you won’t disappear

dread

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Pictured Poetry created by Tremaine L. Loadholt

And now, a few photos of me from Sunday; before I reached the skating rink and after.

Rocking a favorite shirt of mine with the very lovely Lauryn Hill on it.
Skating and having a good time. Photo Credit: my co-worker, Shannon.
And again. Photo Credit: my co-worker, Shannon.

scents

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A pictured poem

Pictured Poetry created by Tremaine L. Loadholt

I love simple scents: not too loud & aggressive. And if you’ve ever dated me or you’re close to me in some way, you know this.

My home smells like sage, a lavender & amber or vanilla/wood candle or simple-scented incense. I don’t stray away from these.

One, because my nose is sensitive to loud scents and actually cannot handle them. Two, I’ve various allergies and scents that are too loud or fruity or over-the-top make my eyes itch and water and I begin a sneezing fit that can last longer than it should. Lol.

I know I’m weird. And I am okay with this.

Oddly enough, the woman I am digging on for the last year and some change is the same way. However, she’s asthmatic, so she doesn’t wear loud-scented perfumes and her home is a welcoming space smelling of sage or her favorite candles and incense. Soft & luring. Not over-the-top.

If we ever become anything more, I’ll be safe in her space. And that’s a beautiful thought.