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...................................................................................................... texts about queeruption: .................................................................................................. john´s poem about queeruption Queer can not be defined. It is blood from my pusy slipping through cupped hands fingers painting stripes on face life fight love death red and brown, walk the town knowing the earth is being raped, exploited by men and machines. Money greed. Queer is witches, pickpockets, turned tables. Queer is coyote teeth for a tooth nothing to sacrifice, nothing to lose. Queer is what goverments and churches keep locked away from themselves? The people. Queer is what was burned in books, on crosses, stringed and wind instruments it is wild it is cages being opened, it is the feeling of live ground, it is runing, flying, daring to live without forgetting the past
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