queer poetry

A drawing of a boot, a series of mechanical objects, and scratchy lines. The edges of the paper are visible.

The future toddlers of my friends clamber over me and affectionately sprinkle grass onto my shoulders

I sit here- writing this while the sound checks for a festival in Victoria Park sound out. It is like 1, 2, 3- 3 ch’ ch’. I sit here writing this while my childhood best friend is preparing to play at this festival- I will be able to hear him from my window.

An illustrated image of shooting stars, with a band of lighter color around the edge. The image is in blues and purples.

Runaway

A new poem by Samantha Bohatsch.

A fisheye, solarized appearance image of a person with a bob haircut and a staff blocking a black shape. The image is blue, pink, red, black, and white.

gestating vampires: four poems

The following selection of poems was written between March and June 2020, kindled by my personal experience with unwanted gestation during quarantine.

sparks from a fire fly through dark night air

god//dess

this body never existed for your dick my skin does not expect your desperate touch a pussy built to feel warm desirable love every femme is meant to be…