Water Torture

Facing the Struggle as a Queer Transgender Refugees. We Need Your Help. 🌈

Hi there,

I'm AshleymilesPhil, a transgender queer refugee, and today I’m reaching out with an urgent plea. Life in the refugee camp is incredibly harsh for our LGBTIQ community. We’re facing extreme shortages of food, clean water, medicine, and safe shelter. Each day is a fight for survival, and without basic necessities, it’s getting harder to hold on.

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I feel like more people should see this.

Burn away my cache of lies to make room for your butterlies Flora grows, fruit will bloom in what I had built to be a tomb

Spin me left, dip me right. Dance with me into the night.

and when we stop to rest our eyes, your heartbeat will be my lulaby

At evening when I arrived - nowhere a thousand imaginations rose up in me like an enchantment I gave my hands hopelessly into it saw dusk graze itself blindly across the winter hills, blue as its heart and pitched myself into its apple where no arms may hold me but the echous ribbons of a long-lost past

;_;

Bleh

There is a hidden softness to the winter, though, like the underbelly of an old matted cat.

Fragile Animals, Genevieve Jagger

Do you ever stumble upon a thing that moves something in your shell? Yeah, that's it

Perfect Butterfly 🦋

Wrote a poem and finally finished drawing it oit. Check the break for the poem:

Caterpillars gorge on food 'til they become a chrysalis

Destroying their own body inside to make a new one

Turning into a butterfly

A beautiful butterfly

Caterpillars are always hungry

Biting off more than they can chew

Take on so many things until you can't take it anymore

Hide away

Destroy what you hate about yourself

And come out anew

And then do it again

And again

And again

So when will this caterpillar

Become a beautiful perfect

Butterfly?

Phoenix

I’m trying to be what I’ve never been please don’t wipe these droplets away I’m crying for someone other than me can we just let them fall where they may Today I’ve tears enough for the world help me remember that love is to share I’ve been cold and numb for far too long and fear I may have forgotten to care God If you hear me, make me a phoenix I’ve been selfish these many long years I will cry a river, or an ocean if need be if You’ll place healing love in my tears

you can pry starting sentences with 'and' or 'but' out of my cold, dead hands

ON THE BRINK

Standing on the brink

A humble grail in hand

Contemplating that clink

According to thy command

Boisterous play, or high jinks

As the mist begins to clear

I await in the morning chill

The Passover of my fear

Oh! Silently, in the still

Whether far or near

©Johnny J P Lee

19 September 2024

A Gogyoshiren Poem (10)

Photos Credit J. P. Lee

(Man on a cliff, unknown source)

My father’s laughter  

Was so loud,  

I could never tell if it was joy or pain.  

What a terrible thing it is,  

To watch your father’s pride  

Fade away  

I’m sorry you had to carry a weight  

You never asked for.  

I miss you.