This artwork is on display at rile*, 62 Rue des Commerçants,1000 Brussels
i fell asleep crying in a butch’s arms (in yours, actually)
This poem is the first i ever wrote about butch4butch love. Having only recently discovered this part of my identity, it has quickly become a subject that i’m fond of, and that i find important to write about, since butch identities and lives have been, and still are, quite unknown even in some part of the LGBTQI+ community.
With this poem written to my partner, i adress the sensibility of our relationship but also political themes and aspects of it, developing in a cis-het-center society.
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