... stayed in town. But I felt kind of guilty about my choice all week. I know at CambridgeWelcoming Ministries we have talked about how it's problematic that the one time that we (the queer and ... -- though one of these days my best friend's gonna write a lesbian christology -- in epic prose poem format -- and it's gonna be awesome -- but still. I really hope someone somewhere is preaching today...
... stayed in town. But I felt kind of guilty about my choice all week. I know at CambridgeWelcoming Ministries we have talked about how it's problematic that the one time that we (the queer and ... -- though one of these days my best friend's gonna write a lesbian christology -- in epic prose poem format -- and it's gonna be awesome -- but still. I really hope someone somewhere is preaching today...
...that you’re still breathing. Searching for Purple Line / Major Yunjae, minor Yoosu, OT5 / Oneshot / PG / Bittersweet Romance / 6,245 words a/n: somewhatinspired by the YunJae poem I wrote back in Jan 09 , Wind In Your Hair . Please take note that this is a work of fiction, containing my interpretation and understanding of the events, and hence it might differ from your ...
... she was warm and caring, always smiling, always thinking the best of people, generous, welcoming, and beautiful. But over the past two weeks I got a chance to see how ... and all of that came through to everyone that she knew.
My sister chose a poem for my mother’s memorial cards, a poem attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson (though apparently that’s not necessarily true). It reads:
To laugh often ...
... were in any shape to actually think coherently. Instead, Andy deepened their kiss, opening her mouth and welcoming that sweet tongue. It sought out all the young woman’s secrets, demanded her love, promised such... pale column of neck, sliding her lips toward Miranda’s collarbone. Andrea recited softly the last poem she had sent. I give you my hand! I give you my love more precious than money,...
...count down, CotG would have taken 17 hours to show. The title of this fic comes from a poem of the same name by Fyodor Sologub. Written For: tresa_cho Prompt: Two (2) Requirements:1. hurt...sliding into. The tight flesh that was opening to him and letting him in, the heat that was welcoming his bare flesh, that was Daniel. When he was finally fully seated, Daniel held Jack close, kissed...
...power of queerness. On this Sunday when CambridgeWelcoming Ministries celebrates and honors contemporary saints who have ...covenant. The more time I spend at Cambridge Welcoming, the more uncomfortable I become with the body ... than others. It reminded me of the poem I wrote when George was born. Somehow it...mom would have died twice over otherwise). The poem she refers to is about the experience of...
...power of queerness. On this Sunday when Cambridge Welcoming Ministries celebrates and honors contemporary saints who have ...covenant. The more time I spend at Cambridge Welcoming, the more uncomfortable I become with the body ... than others. It reminded me of the poem I wrote when George was born. Somehow it...mom would have died twice over otherwise). The poem she refers to is about the experience of...
...or question: God, I hate thispoem. Or, as I suppose I should...Gods and goddesses , I hate this poem. (Not the Odyssey. I love ... out sounding at all likeable: the welcoming Themis, the cheerful and welcoming Charis and Iris the messenger who is just doing her ... myself through this (literally) bloody poem, I am almost stuck dead ... the ultimate epic, the ultimate poem, the start of civilization*and ...
...soft and honey-sweet. She smiled at him, her wide, green eyeswelcoming. She was dazzling, as if she was surrounded by sparkling, bright ... to submit to Investigations and the Lieutenant Colonel, and finish this stupid poem. I really don’t have much time to worry about anything else,...t assume that I---.” “All you need to know for the poem is romance, right?” “Yes. I’ve said that before!” “The best...
