Tell all the truth but tell it slant.
Emily Dickinson
Hedgehog
Paul Muldoon

The snail moves like a
Hovercraft, held up by a
Rubber cushion of itself,
Sharing its secret

With the hedgehog. The hedgehog
Shares its secret with no one.
We say, Hedgehog, come out
Of yourself and we will love you.

We mean no harm. We want
Only to listen to what
You have to say. We want
Your answers to our questions.

The hedgehog gives nothing
Away, keeping itself to itself.
We wonder what a hedgehog
Has to hide, why it so distrusts.

We forget the god
Under this crown of thorns.
We forget that never again
Will a god trust in the world.
When I sleep I am hungry.
I dream I am eating light.

James Tate
Sailor’s Song 
Jen Bartman

I am rowing my teacup 
in space. 

Still, sadness 
makes me tired. 

There’s nothing to do 
out here but wait 

until another frightening carnation 
blooms 

in the field
of frightening carnations. 
Inside the dark estrangement
sheltering me from people not

unlike me
I can only hope I do what matters

make my mother proud

Kevin Simmonds
My Wifi can take me out of here
anytime    so can my credit score

Kevin Simmonds
The lessons are getting harder.
Cintia Santana
One must be drenched in words.
Life is too scattered for me to savor it any more.

Bill Yarrow
N’ayons pas peur d’etre heureux,
c’est juste un bon moment a passer

Romain Gary
Playing Army
Donovan McAbee

I died better than anybody.
My older brother said so.
He shot me from around
the corner of the house,
Pow-Pow-Pow, in quick succession.
As my body arched,
floating back towards the earth,
my rifle rolling up through the air,
all their mouths stood agape
to witness such fluid grace.
I was so damn good
every kid on the block
wanted to shoot me.

Cape Fear, S01E04

Gente, é óbvio que eu não estou falando de quem precisa seriamente [de medicação psiquiátrica], porque tem gente que precisa. Então apaga isso da mente.
- Viviane Mosé, Sem Censura (04/06/2026)

Tá bem, vou apagar.
Shame is the most powerful force in the universe. It can make a man deny his own eyes, his own heart, his own skin.

- Edmund White, The Beautiful Room Is Empty (1988)
Gay life is a series of reinventions. We leave our families of origin to find our families of choice, and in doing so, we have to invent the very language of our relationships.

- Edmund White, States of Desire: Travels in Gay America (1980)
We were the first generation to define ourselves by our sexuality and the first to be destroyed by it.
- Edmund White, The Farewell Symphony (1997)