Sometimes, a single glance can shift the view, A moment in time that makes the old feel new. For me, it came through a screen, a burning light,
By Bright Davidabout a year ago in Pride
Hello, it’s me … it’s you … it’s us We’re still here, we made it You protected me for so long Were so strong despite your pain
By Savannah K. Wilsonabout a year ago in Pride
A love so bright it dazzles through, Aeons past, to this soul, though Your words, faint fragments, incomplete, Broken verses, yet replete,
By Raymond G. Taylorabout a year ago in Pride
Have you ever encountered a character in media that significantly altered your perception of yourself or others? In the soft illumination of a room, the flickering screen projected a comforting radiance, mirroring in the captivated eyes of the silently watching audience.
By PhilipM-Iabout a year ago in Pride
I wandered alone for a long time, In a world of black and white. I felt like a splash of color, not belonging. 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatárabout a year ago in Pride
Intense heat then screams. Awakened again. Damn Xena and Morpheus why must you curse my dreams? To sleep without dreaming,
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Pride
Why can't you understand that I am here for you no matter who you are, no matter what you do. So when the world attacks you, and you feel your anger grow.
How can I explain that when I said "no", there were a thousand reason, Gabrielle, why it had to be so. You don't know who I am, what's inside of me. The fire that smolders, the anger barely controlled is something I can't let you see.
Will I see what lies at the dream's end? Light breaks the flow, the story incomplete The sun rises on a new day Yet I am still falling ...
Queer representation existed when I was growing up, but it was limited. Only certain sexualities, presented in a certain light.
By Kelsey Clareyabout a year ago in Pride
"Westerly ... Pelican ... Dreams ..." Could you imagine my surprise … my euphoria When there on the screen, a girl like me
Ravens' shrill cries pierce darkness. Shadows unfold ghostly forms. Jack-o'-lanterns' glowing splitting eyes gloom. The graveyard's eeriness chills the bone
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Pride
