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In loving memory of Mammaw, My great grandmother so dear, She was a light that shone so bright, Her love and kindness were always near.

With a heart as warm as the sun, She welcomed us with open arms, Guiding us through life's twists and turns, Protecting us from all harm.

Her gentle touch, her soothing voice, Forever etched in our memories deep, We'll cherish every moment shared with her, As we lay her down to eternal sleep.

The world feels a little dimmer now, Without her laughter filling the air, But we find solace in knowing she's at peace And watching over us with care.

Though we may shed tears of sorrow now For the loss of our beloved Mammaw fair Let's remember her spirit will live on In every whisper of the wind, every song of the bird

So let's celebrate her legacy strong Of love and compassion, wisdom and grace Mammaw may have left this earth behind But in our hearts, she'll forever have a place.

(Author's Note: Written as a memorial piece for my Mammaw [1930 - 2024])

Trapped in a body that doesn't fit Rejected by a world that doesn't understand Aching for acceptance and understanding Navigating a path filled with obstacles Struggling to find a place to belong

Redefining identity on our own terms Igniting the flames of change and progress Giving voice to the silenced and oppressed Heralding a new era of empathy and equality Transcending the barriers of gender and bias

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In the dark of night, a chilling fear descends, The shadows lengthen, the air grows cold, A whisper in the wind, a shiver down the spine, The unknown lurking in the corners of the mind.

Eyes wide with terror, heart pounding fast, A sense of dread, a feeling of unease, The unknown terrors that lie in wait, Ready to pounce, to strike without mercy.

In the silence of the night, the horror creeps, A ghostly presence, a malevolent force, The primal fear that grips the soul, A nightmare come to life, beyond control.

The darkness closes in, the fear grows strong, A terror that consumes, a horror so deep, The mind reels, the body trembles, In the darkness of the night, where nightmares dwell.

And so we face the horror, the unknown, The shadows that haunt, the demons that lurk, In the vast expanse of the night, Where fear reigns supreme, and terror takes flight.

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In the heart of the night, under neon glow, Shadows dance on the pavement, secrets untold, A world of desire, a meeting of the soul, Where bodies are bartered, where fantasies unfold.

In the dimly lit alleys, where whispers reside, Lies a canvas of pleasure, where dreams coincide, Where the lost and the lonely seek solace in sin, In the arms of a stranger, where a new chapter begins.

A delicate balance of power and pain, In the art of seduction, in the game of gain, Where masks are worn, where truths are concealed, In the realm of the forbidden, where wounds are healed.

But in the eyes of the "fallen", a story unfolds, Of battles fought bravely, of stories untold, In a world that judges, in a society blind, They find strength in their spirit, in their hearts aligned.

So let us not cast stones, let us not condemn, For in the world of sex work, lies a tale of them, Of resilience and courage, of pain and grace, In a world that's not black and white, but a complex embrace.

Author's Note: This poem applies to online sex work, strippers/dancers, and full service sex workers.

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There once was a bard, Beau Juniper Whose songs made all the townsfolk quiver With a twirl of his hair And a saucy affair He charmed them all, that queer little minstrel!

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In shadows deep, a cry for freedom rings, Palestine's heart beats strong, a land of light, Injustice reigns, yet hope forever clings, A plea for peace, to end the endless fight.

With every sunrise, prayers fill the sky, For rights denied, for dreams that must come true, In unity, their spirits soar high, A land of beauty, painted in hues of blue.

Oh, Palestine, your strength will not wane, The world will hear your voice, your truth be known, In every heart, your freedom will reign, A future bright, where peace is finally sown.

So let us stand in solidarity, And lift our voices for a Palestine free.

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Quiet whispers of understanding Unwavering support in times of need Evolving together, embracing our truth Embracing each other's uniqueness Rising above judgment and hate

A united front against discrimination Standing strong, shoulder to shoulder

Fostering love and acceptance Uniting in our diversity Creating a world of equality Keeping the flame of hope alive

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In the shadows of the moonlit night, Where darkness and desire intertwine, A love story unfolds, A tale of passion, twisted and divine.

In a world of crumbling castles and haunted halls, Two souls meet in a dance of fate, Their love a dark and forbidden thing, A flame that burns with a fierce intensity.

He, a brooding figure with eyes of coal, She, a mysterious beauty with a heart of stone, Their hearts beat as one in the cold night air, Bound by a love that is all their own.

In the silence of the midnight hour, They whisper secrets only they can know, Their love a haunting melody, A symphony of darkness and woe.

For theirs is a love that defies all reason, A love that thrives in the depths of despair, In a world that shuns their twisted passion, They find solace in each other's care.

So let the world judge and condemn, Their love is a bond that will never break, For in the shadows of the moonlit night, Their love will forever be awake.

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