A commentary on society's treatment of queers. Written for an assignment on the ideal community: I wrote what the ideal community shouldn't do, but does anyway. Followed is the essay I wrote in conjunction with the artistic expression of an un-ideal community.

Written for a contest (I didn't win) and the prompt was to write about hair...this is what came out.

You were everything, You just weren't the right everything for me

I passed my love in the night, nary a glance nor a hello spared me.

at some point, you have to take care of yourself first...no matter how much it hurts

wanting to tell a new girlfriend about cutting, but afraid i'll lose her

memories of a woman I dated summer 2010

a blend between two people I loved...

ah...for a woman I saw for a bit

my life as told through a fairy tale

is anything I write not an echoing memory of someone I was with?

yay for angst...?

I really like the imagery in this one, especially at the end. Other then that, same old same old angst.

*angsty*

take what you want from it, leave the rest

not a lot to say about this piece...a friend told me it reminded her of a graphic novel, though

The title says it all-I attempted to define love.

just something i needed to get out

can forever exist?

you go to bed every night wanting to be by her side...

anorexia

newly-found romance blues

winter in the city always brings me back to a painful break-up *le sigh*

a messy break-up

written for a visual poetry project i did. the first grouping is meant to be two women, the second two men. please note that only one word changes in the first line of each stanza between the groupings, as well as the last word of each grouping.

imagine a dance club where everyone's trying to get laid. this is the setting for this poem. interesting thing about this piece: it can be viewed as lesbian and gay couples, or heterosexual couples. find out which one you see in your mind :

slam poem rather long, but is one of my better pieces, for sure

a story of my job, set back in the middle ages

how do you fill out an ad for a dating website?

written about 3 in the morning...just trying to figure myself out and what i want

is it really such a good thing?

you'll either like it or not. either way, i'd like to know what you think

probably not what you're thinking...

a drag king's look at the world

a drag queen's look at the world

the name says everything

who one wishes to be

have you wanted something so badly, but unsure of what you would do to get it?

poem about a fling i once had

thinking and smoking on the porch about my life

being back in my hometown for the first time in four months since college

love poem

an inner battle

going back to my dorm room, thinking

came out of nowhere...you just have to read it

a poem to Sam

a song got me thinking of this

a kind of metaphor for life in general...i got the idea because i have weak joints and it lead me to this

the title says it all

Dedicated to Cris.

When I got to college, this is how I felt, missing her. Dedicated to Cris.

A fantasy of the mind...

What I imagined college being like.

A public speaker advocating equal rights and the conflict within and without herself.

In your face nazi Christians and other haters!

Based on the many books I've been reading about DID (Disacociative Identity Disorder), formerly known as MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder)

A bilingual poem for Valentine's Day.

A short autobiography centered around my gay life.

This is the first song I've written that was inspired by someone. Written under context of cutting love.

A single chair sits

Something to tell children on dark nights.

stand up for what you believe in

Fluffy bunnies,/Rainbow-covered/Skies,/

Have you wanted? Note- and the two places where it says "hear-it should be "heart"...sorry.

She swallowed the mouth of the muzzle...

There's not really a summary for this one...I'll I can say is to read it.

Very autobiographical for me right now.

A political piece about the United States-written for US Government.

when you're in love and it hurts...

to inbelieveable ex-s

to the butchs!

for all the dreamers...and their lovers

why are the weary of this world forced by others to keep going, when all they want to do is forget and die?

written shortly after i found out my parents are getting a divorce

Meant to be performed, not necessarily read. Don't let the title worry you...enjoy!

Poem about being gay with more of a political-ish spin on it...tell me if you would like to see a political poem or anything...i've been thinking about it

A haunting tale told from the inside of the killer's mind.

Not such a good title...but an assignment for CreativeWritingHonors...very bloody, gory...not reccomended for people with weak stomachs...meant to be written in the style of Tess Gerritsen

The most horrible day of my life-another thing written for Creative Writing-H...please R&R! Thanks!

Something else I wrote for Creative Writing-Honors; basically how I started reading and writing. Creative non-fiction, I believe. Please R&R-it's not as boring as it sounds!

Another one about cutting...

I was at a poetry slam the other day and they gave us a list of words to use in a poem. This is what I came up with...

Sort of a series of poems, from different perspectives...should be kind of an interesting topic to write about. R&R and tell me what you think, and if you have any other series of poems you would like to see me write. Thanks! Luv, Tabi

I had to write this for a poetry collection in Creative Writing- Honors-I really hated it.

Sometimes the only answer you can see is murder.

The first sestina I've ever written-mainly about how people need to listen to other people more and think more.

Ironic haiku about how most adults believe teens think.

A found poem out of an article by Andrew Murto.

The KKK, the Klu Klux Klan. Spiritual because some people view it as a religion, or even a cult. Just my thoughts on the KKK.

Always for Whitney (Secretive- the most random person I know (but I still understand her) :)

An assignment for Creative Writing-each chapter is a revision.

You can't always see what the other person is seeing-but you can still try and make the world a better place.

Bits of memory floating, just about life and your mind.

Catch-22 is weird, so I felt that I should write a poem about it.

Read the first chapter- it will tell you everything you need to know about the book (I'm hoping it'll become a book). Any feedback on how to make it better is appreciated.

Something I wrote for my Creative Writing-Honors class. A soldier's view of the war as he's dying.

This was written on a dare-she said I couldn't write something nice and beautiful-so I did :)

Political- gay rights, gay marriage, GLBTs are normal :)

I wrote this for my Contemp.Lit. class- but my teacher said that it was "Interesting. But confusing. Did he kill her" The answer is no- but tell me what you think about it. Thank you!

Look at the date written- I was pretty sure I was gay, I guess I had always known, but I was trying to deny it and accept it at the same time- a bad combo.

To those of you who don't understand or care to understand the GLBT (Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, Transgender) community.

A poem about cutting- a weakness I wish I hadn't/don't have.

About my ex and me...the first night we really started our relationship.

The first time I cut- for those of you who cut, you know what I mean.

For Angie- I'm sorry I cut, but sometimes you just need something to get through your life. (FYI- Angie is not the same person as the one in "How Can I Say What Words Cannot" There was some confusement as to this. Angie is a very close friend.

Dedicated to Grandpa and Katie- thanks for making my 16th birthday a special one.

It was written for Katie, my grandmother, who I love deeply. Thanks for all the support you've always given me.

This is what I would consider my first real output of anything good. This made me want to be a writer, and it was written when I was about 12.

There's not really a lot to say, I'm not sure exactly where this came from, it just came out- one of those things :) R&R and enjoy!

One day I got to thinking- why do I do this? Well, needless to say, I found out.

A lady of the night tells you that she was just like everyone else, but somehow, it all went downhill.

This is so about my mom, and her not being able to deal with that I am a lesbian.

This is about what the "new generation" is and is not supposed to say.

It's very sad, about a soldier and a girl.

A kind of interesting piece for me to write- I enjoyed writing it, fun experiance.

Life, esp. in America, you need layers so people don't see you; but some people should see the real you.

This is about a girl I once loved, like it or not.

It's about a girl who doesn't fit in- and go easy, read the author page after ; ) Enjoy!

This is a story about a boy who gets into some trouble while under the influence of music.

It's about my grandmother who moved away and I haven't seen her again.