Pensei em postar algo sobre a parada lgbtqia+ de São Paulo, mas percebi que não é mais necessário; a nossa parada venceu!
Esse é um velho poema;
"ELEGIE JUNE.09.2014"
I'm fed up
as
dad cuss fags
as
mom cuss dykes
as I see
old fags
old dykes
untill / then
I see myself
1000 poets
1000 poets to read
1000 poets
repeating themselves
and I'm not
I never said I was
well, I'm not
as dykes
chews
as old dykes
chews
they smells,
not good
consequently
as mom feel sick
comparing them to men.
until / then
I'm around
chewing
spreading bread crumbs
over my clothes.
(hugo guimarães)
XXX
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