performed by Val Cole

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

Fat.
Heavy.
Thick.
Chubby. Flabby.
Pudgy. Tubby. Chunky.
Healthy. Obese. Husky.
Plump. Portly. Beefy Meaty.
Fleshy. Blubbery. Rotund.
Paunchy. Stout.
Large.
Solid.
Gross.

Years spent dealing with words meant to define me by the look and shape of my body.

Chi...

Performed by Val Cole

Peach

Opaque peach, purple
Beauty weeping rays of light
Sunsets and bruises

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Performed by Val Cole

5-10-23

Donald Trump Goes Down

Donald Trump
got sentenced to
something like 15 counts
of abuse and defamation
of E. Jean Carroll.
His attorneys tried to say
that E. Jean
was not “his type.”
What “type” is that?
A type who has
a shred of self respect?
A type who
had the sense to make
a legal acc...

Performed by Val Cole

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

My Reflection Has Notes

The light in my life is my foe.
I look in the mirror
In the bewitching and treacherous gold of the afternoon

And see the imperfections
I see every spot and pore
Created by ineffable voices
Of undoing in my head

Conjured from every sn...

Poetry by Val Cole

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A Message for Trans Youth
There are many who come before you
We are shining bright
Holding you in our warmth
We are working
To make
The world a place
Where you can smile, live, play
And be celebrated
Until then
Tend the flame
Of who you are
In your wild creative hearts
...

Performed by Val Cole

Performed by Val Cole

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The Shape It Leaves

Grief does not arrive like thunder.
It seeps
through the quiet crack of an ordinary morning,
in the space where a voice should be.

It teaches absence its own language:
a chair pulled out but never used,
a name that echoes longer than it’s spoken,...

Of people: In terms of healing, growth, and the “choosing me” syndrome.

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Performed by Val Cole

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

LAST DOCTOR’S VISIT
Every visit started with the check-in process
Age, name, doctor, and time of appointment
Have a seat
Elinor says; silly girl I’m in a wheel chair I’m
Already sitting.
Fill out this form
We know the drill
All these years it hasn’t changed
I ...

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

Doppelgänger

They say a name is just a word
until someone is hunted by it.
My great-grandfather carried Herman Jager
like a lit match
small, bright,
but dangerous if seen.

In the camp,
an Aryan spoke it
Herman Jager
and for a second
the name split open.
Two me...

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

Death has come
praise, no doubt
with/rooted in justification
the feral guise

hit so hard
with a force that
pushed like a great wind
away and in and back into her again

none remained
I ask you now
as gone is the thing
are there any who weep

perhaps one or tw...

Performed by Val Cole

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Blizzard of Love
By Julianne DeMartino

It was December 26th, A blizzard in NYC.
I waited outside Track 28.
It occurred to me he might not look the same as he did 25 years earlier.
I looked back at the gate nervously.
He appeared and tilted his head. I remembered th...

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

A Charcoal Ring
every time
the man who used to raise me
sees a bluebird or a flower or
something beautiful
he thinks of the woman he once loved.

every time
i see a cyprus tree and
decide to climb it
i think of you.

oh,
to catch a glimpse of the world benea...

Performed by Val Cole

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Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

In The Storm
in the storm
I’m alive
under fog
from the deep
by the sea
where her voice
to me waves
for release
oh, she waves
yes, she calls
in the song
of the sea:

“Will you Hear me.”

so I reach
for her hand
and I try
to call back
for my heart
has been torn
l...

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

I Live So Close I’m Wearing Pajamas

“Only a puddle remained where, just a day earlier, a man had bobbed in the amniotic fluid of illusion.” “A Man in a Fishbowl,
Marinated in Unreality,” Dan Barry, The New York Times, 5-10-06

Everything’s rendered as a Victor...

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

Tell me how pretty I am, buy me a necklace, and swiftly steal my heart. Take me to the zoo and whisper in my ear

that I am more beautiful and esoteric than the black panther, perched on a fake plastic tree behind his glass prison walls.

Come to my house and ...

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

Adam Lives in Principal
My child breathes inside of me
I am nothing when he’s born
I am woman larger than before
Like the moon plummeting to Earth when gravity falls,
sliding down beneath my back,
pushing and raising my stomach to the sky,
offering me
as I am ...

Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

What goes on inside those walls?
What happens beyond that gate?
What are they hiding, and who
are they trying to keep out?
I have a few ideas, but I also
have my doubts. I can’t even
count the number of times
I looked through the bars
of that gate. I’ve never
s...

Performed by Val Cole