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PAIN

PAIN PAIN she’s telling me she dreams of one day getting a hug without obligation PAIN she’s crying and thanking me when I say I would do so more than happily PAIN she is not the only one who cries from receiving expressions of simple affection. PAIN she’s thanking me for actually asking how she feels PAIN she’s crying when I have actually listened to the answer PAIN experiencing this is an aberration for her knowing what she’s feeling right now even a little bit. PAIN asking her what she would like and she’s scared PAIN knowing why she’s afraid to express her wants PAIN comprehending she hasn’t let herself imagine wanting anything knowing that she has understandable reason to lock wants away. PAIN knowing what it means for a person to be so starved for affection PAIN understanding basic decency is an aberration for her PAIN seeing she has been so hurt and abused being with her when the little things are overwhelmingly too much.
not having a chance to treat her like the incredible vibrant beautiful woman she is before the simplicity of “I thought of you” overwhelms and tears overtake us crying together through the pain of the joy of the simple human experiences before we even get beyond the little kindnesses. the bar is in fucking hell and I know my pain doesn’t come close to matching hers. PAIN is far too much. now I’m Angry. but definitely not at her. [sketch in red of heart cracked down the middle]
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You Keep It In

You Keep It In you stoke the forge and build your first tools you use it, she tells you. that heat. you use your first tools to build better tools of your own design; you find a name for the thing that you are for the things that you do for the feeling when the jackals close in You keep it in. let it lick out a safe amount in times of trouble a scorching tongue of insult and derision a release valve Can't talk to you when you're like this well no That's the point, you walking corpse you keep it in and sit under the trees in calm moments think I could detonate turn my world to ash and they wouldn't care. You keep that in, too. but it stokes the fires. past white hot from anger to fury to rage [graphic of figure with arms out, a fire in each hand]
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Angry T------- Against Cops And Kings
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Monthly Queer and Anarchist Zine. Share and share alike. atackuk@proton.me All submissions anonymous.
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