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Turmoiled tongues Class-dressing fun Priviledge loads guns I was too young A western slum Rats and crumbs They've called me high strung She's out of place Heads in space We're always so fucking late So are Mike and Kate But Dave and fanny Are desperate to manage Or maybe to handle Hide like a scandal. The rusting strapnel of a family Ticking clock Liquor with locks Nikeys n slut drops Beats that go bop Is that meant to be a top You've got to stop Adam and Jo Adam and Stella Come on now Please be clever We always knew this was never a possible forever.

This one's called: 'She's class isn't she? '
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I finished it, so that's one thing down ig.
I can't rely on myself to judge it so can y'all tell me if it's any good?
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I'm currently really struggling with getting anything done in time and ended up scrapping most of the art I was working on so that's fun :)
Anyways have a poem. This ones very much unfinished and kinda personal
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Art : Home, & #PersonalPoetry extract #MementoVivere:

In an unearthly cathedral
at the end of the world,
the elders chant,
“Omnes, omnis, omnes.”

Memento Vivere, they tell me,
yet they are like children,
who cover their eyes and believe
they cannot be seen.

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Real woman Some one once said "you'll never be a real woman" I have never tried to be a 'real woman', I am a fiction to bold to live on paper, to wild to be confined to lines. I am femininity drifting on a spring breeze, radiating warmth from a summer sunbeam. I am the peak of the moon through barren autumn trees, the glow of the Aurora on pale winter snow. I have never sought to be a 'real woman' for I am the essence of femininity past through the women you could never tame, the ones who lived freely. This cage of flesh twisted by testosterone could not deminish the glory of my soul. I do not need to be a 'real woman'. I rejoice in fantasy, authenticity, flamboyance, and wanderlust. I never asked for your approval but you shoved your shame unto me and gasp when I refuse to take on the burden. I don't need you to tell me I'm 'real' I will happily be fantasy. - Aurora Jones 5/29/23

A poem I wrote last year which really stuck with me. #transgender #transfemme #transwomen #poetry #LGBTQ #personalpoetry