Welcome to Queerativity: An inclusive and exciting place that exists to promote LGBTQ+ focussed art, created by LGBTQ+ people.
Every week there will be a new piece of work shared on this platform, advertising the Creator and further ways for viewers to connect with them and their work. This is a great way to both publicise your original work and engage with some Queer art!
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Today, the 1st of July, marks a significant date for me. Three years ago, I came out to my parents and little sister, two years ago, I came out publicly on Facebook, and today I have decided to launch Queerativity.
So, to kick this site off in the most relevant way, our first piece of work is “internal Snowball fight”: a three-part poem on Coming Out, submitted by a writer who wishes to remain Anonymous.
Love,
H x
internal Snowball fight
I
Summer is my favourite season
i like the way things glow.
there are a plethora of reasons
why i hate the Snow.
when it snowed last Wintertime
my hands went crisp and blue.
although I numbed things with mulled wine
my fingers throbbed, askew.
i dream of how the Sun will Shine
when i’m lying in the sand.
my heart content, i feel divine
cocktail in my hand.
i really tried to love the Snowfall
wrapping up in layers.
but i always sensed the Summer call
amidst my freezing prayers.
even with a little Sun-tan
i’m still the person that you know.
please accept my love of Summer,
don’t push me in the Snow.
II
Summer is my favourite season
the Sun brings out Her eyes.
there are a plethora of reasons
i’m enchanted by Her thighs.
when it snowed last Wintertime
He wanted to stay warm.
although i numbed things with mulled wine
i sat there cold, forlorn.
i dream of how the Sun will Shine
She holds the hand i reach.
my heart content, i feel divine,
enamoured at the beach.
i really tried to love the Snowfall
because it was His favourite.
but i always sensed the Summer call
and when it came i’d savour it.
even with a little Sun-tan
my body She’ll admire.
please accept my love of Summer
exchange the Snow for Fire.
III
Summer is my favourite season
mum and dad, i’m Gay.
there are a plethora of reasons
why i am this way.
when it snowed last Wintertime
my nights with Him i’d spend.
although i numbed things with mulled wine
no longer could i pretend.
i dream of how the Sun will Shine
Girlfriend by my side.
my heart content, i feel divine
no necessity to hide.
i really tried to love the Snowfall,
create the daughter you desired.
but I always sensed the Summer call
and was instantly inspired.
even with this new awareness
i’m still the person you know.
i hope this doesn’t make you care less
or push me in the Snow.