Value of Rust by Charl Landsberg

[tabby title="Poem"] I am so corroded, cracked-bone brittle, heart sacked-brain and bile overspent-loose hinged joints, tired, bent. I broke long ago,somewhere in the past, peaked,at the ripe age of fifteen;and my vintage became antiqued. So fucking angry and need sleep,and...

Solar by Charl Landsberg

[tabby title="Poem"] He's fifteen smiles and laughter;a lighthouse to the seas.A flicker of hope after,a storm swept through the trees. He tells jokes on August afternoons;eating burgers on some far off lawn.The Sunday quiet in our rooms,asleep till way past...

Below by Charl Landsberg

[tabby title="Poem"] I was there when you preened,standing gloating over the wounds you made.Arrayed in your finest: crown, sceptre, rings,a king with bloodied livery displayed.But I was there, waiting, afraid, I stayed,waiting for the day to come,for justice to be...

Bad Advice by Charl Landsberg

[tabby title="Poem"] "If you're upset: don't do anything.Just pretend everything is fine,and everything will be, don't worry.Don't upset the apple cart;you're just upsetting everyone.Don't challenge the status quo.You want to be a healthy -contributing member -of society -Don't you?Don't you?Even...

Cisgender Peak by Charl Landsberg

[tabby title="Poem"] My body has suffered tears and breaks.- bled and bruised. Pangs and aches.Violence sieged on my flesh by hands like yours,and I still stand in despite the odds.But you, you, little cis boy with 'opinions' so big,when told...