LGBTQ+ – Scriptorium '77

Hasta Mañana, Oleandro

Bajo la luna llena, se encontraron en la plaza
Oleandro y su amor, con miradas que abrazan
Susurran promesas, risas que el viento lleva
en la noche estrellada, donde el tiempo se congela

cockroaches still live on

life is an accident
a singularity
as far as we know
we haven’t met any aliens

Rainboy

I’m that kind of a lad
Who’s unbelievably glad
To live a different life
Without husband or wife

stupidity makes the headaches grow

darkness swept over the sea
there is nothing more important than history
don’t blame the ones who don’t know
teach them, make them grow

Sonnet #40: Pride

The month of June appears for some in rain
Their tears are often swallowed by the rainbows
The pride is sometimes covered by the pain
For people and their dreams when only time flows

sick as i am

sick as i am
i try to obscure
what went wrong
during the latest nights

What Else Should I Carry?

running against brick walls no more
walking just on
around corners
having my bags with me

Sonnet #35: Diversity

One life starts slow and moving on towards
Existence in between the past and future
It follows those that teaches it as guards
What’s right, what’s wrong and in between the suture

Kolumne 666: Radiosprecher (wait for it) innen

Wer bei Gendergap, Gendersternchen, Binnenmajuskel und gendergerechter Sprache nicht mehr durchsieht und sich fragt: cui bono?, der ist bei dieser Kolumne 666 genau richtig.

Truth Only Been Told To the Mirror

The truth isn’t out there
It’s not even within
Time only flies by
Your secrets have been