Thank you everyone for celebrating with me on my 15th year Rez Day

Thank you everyone who was free for joining me on open:air for my 15th year Rez Day Gathering.

 

Visit: ArtSpace Hangout Sim: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Open%20Air/142/119/1065

 

A poem written by Persephone Phoenix for Clementine Rosca

 

When it comes

And it will

In the wake of a call

The quiet night

The morning so cold

That escape from the blanket seems

Impossible—

When it comes on soft feet

With sympathy dripping off its words

Recognize the enemy.

The enemy will speak as if it is your voice

But it isn’t. It is the voice of Maybelline,

Maxim, Donald Fucking Trump, clothing its naked agenda

With emperor’s clothes. Lie:

You aren’t good enough. Lie:

You aren’t pretty enough. Lie:

You need to buy his love with your entire

Self. These enemies visiting you are cowards.

They come lying because you can Feel the beauty of movement in your fingers.

Know the sun falls on you as it does on any flower. Remember

Magazine models are touched up after because even they can

Never

Be perfect enough. The enemy is only fed

By consumption. Starve him.

Throw off the blanket when the sun calls

To kiss you

Because you are beautiful

And the rainbow is enough.

 

photo credit: Harmony Evergarde

 

 

 

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