It has always been thereSource of curiositySource of pleasure.Both convenienceAnd inconvenience.My father taught meHow to wash itKeep it clean and healthy.I shouted with joyTo discover hair growingAll around it.I raced homeIn an effortTo have it not betray me.With golden liquid streaming forthI stood before my Grade 5 classFace flushed with shameAs a pool of wetnessTriggeredContinue reading “Poem: Penis Moments”
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Poem: Take Back The Night 2019
We meet at the parkBrought togetherBy hope and rageBy grief and love.Survivors and alliesJoin togetherTo take back the night.We march through the streetHundreds strong.People watch.People glare.People cheer.Cars honkDrivers tap their fingers.We chantWe march.Awareness spreadsNotice is taken.We sit in a barAs stories are toldPoems are readMusic is sung.Laughter and tearsFlow and meld.Hope bloomsIn my bosom.I feelContinue reading “Poem: Take Back The Night 2019”
Poem: Learning To Love My Body
I came into the worldSmall and afraid.Had to take meForciblyFrom my mother’s womb.I am toldI was beautifulThough I cried a lotStruggled to sleep.Slow to talkSlow to walk.As I grewLearned not to trustMy own body.Grew to hate itDespise itWish it were differentSee it only as weakness.Had only a slight inklingOf the goodThe potentialIn my body.ThenSlowly butContinue reading “Poem: Learning To Love My Body”
Afraid to Dance
“A warrior who cannot dance? Clumsy in both war and peace he is”–Jedi Grand Master Yoda in Star Wars: Clone Wars: Cestus Deception by Steve Barnes I’ve noticed a trend among young adults in Canada, which was once a curiosity, but now is an area of growing concern. When people are encouraged to dance, thereContinue reading “Afraid to Dance”
Poem: Skinny Dipping
I strip off my clothesSacred momentOf undressing.AnticipationFilling my heartI jumpOff the dockWind whistlingAcross my naked skin.I plunge beneathThe still waterEngulfed immediatelyIn pleasant bubbles.I swimTo the surfaceTake a breathAnd revelIn primal glory .Funny howA small changeCan feel so different.The waterDoes not careAbout the fatOn my belly,Or the sizeOf my dick,Or how tallI stand.It embraces allLightens all.TheContinue reading “Poem: Skinny Dipping”
Poem: A Man
A manIs not madeBy strength alone.Not definedBy bulging musclesOr rock-hard abs.A manIs not valuedBy the number of womenHe’s slept with.Is not measuredBy how bigHis dick is.What makes a manIs his heart.How loving he isHow hopefulHow faithful.What defines a manIs how openHis mind is.How vulnerableHe’ll let himself become.For a true manIs invaluableMeasureless.We needTo recognizeThe true natureContinue reading “Poem: A Man”
Poem: Naked
I’ve always enjoyedBeing naked.I do not referSolely to sexy timeThough I enjoy that too.NoI’m talking aboutSitting at homeReading a bookWatching TVSleeping in bedPlaying a gameWorking out.EverythingEveryday.I don’t knowWhy this isWhy I just loveTo get nude.MaybeIt’s becauseAs an early psych reportAttestedChoosing clothesCaused meIncapacitating anxietyBefore the age of 9.MaybeIt’s becauseI value honestySo muchAnd there’s somethingInherently honestAbout nudity.MaybeIt’sContinue reading “Poem: Naked”
"I Wish I Were A Woman": On Gender, Destiny, and Allyship
I was watching the Oscars this past Sunday night and had just finished cheering on the Best Actress recipient when Jimmy Kimmel said a line, easily missed, but which caught my attention: “I wish I were a woman”. This line caught my attention because at various points in my life I have wrestled with thisContinue reading “"I Wish I Were A Woman": On Gender, Destiny, and Allyship”
Poem: Touch Myself
Through the dayInto the nightI am filled with pain.My dreamsProvide no escapeNo rest.As I lay myself in bedI let it all go.My handsBring my body awakeAs fire fills my blood.My hands moveMy pelvis thrustsAs I rub the pain away.I give thanksTo the LordFor the pleasuresOf human fleshOf matter embodied.I rejoiceIn the factThat I am aContinue reading “Poem: Touch Myself”
Poem: Love Myself Right
I lie on my backGloriously nudeMusic sets the mood.I feel tenseAnimal nature callsThere’s no time like tonightTo love myself right.I start slowGentle and smoothHips thrustFist pumpsAs images fill my head.Pressure buildsThe tempo speedsBreath quickensSweat dripsPulse beats.All my painAll my lonelinessIs consumedBy holy fire.The end is nearingEnergy flowingBody moving.FinallyThe moment of release;Peace comes in its wake.IContinue reading “Poem: Love Myself Right”
The Dreamers' Corner 