Andrea Gibson

Andrea Gibson
Andrea Gibsonis an award-winning poet and activist who lives in Boulder, Colorado. Gibson's poetry focuses on gender norms, politics, social reform and the struggles LGBTQ people face in today's society...
skins bullets lovers
We all have bullets beneath our skin we pray our lovers won't flinch at when they find.
okay feels knows
Know you belong here. You belong here and everything you feel is okay.
rain heart broken
When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and pray for rain.
night light storm
We are all instruments pulling the bows across our own lungs. Windmills, still startling in every storm. Have you ever seen a newborn blinking at the light? I wanna do that every day. I wanna know what the kite called itself when it got away, when it escaped into the night...
rain heart angel
It's your worst sin saving your f***ing life; It's the devil's knife carving holes into your soul so angels have a way to make their way inside; Life doesn't rhyme. Still, life is poetry, not math. The whole world's a stage, but the stage is a meditation mat. You tilt your head back; you breathe. when your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and you pray for rain.
destruction
We have to create; it is the only thing louder than destruction.
doors window written
I’ve written this poem before but always through a window, never through an open door.
growing-up simple boys
Hey, are you a boy or a — never mind, can I have a push on the swing?” And some day, y’all, when we grow up, it’s all gonna be that simple.
would-be sane ifs
If love did not exist, I would be so goddamn sane.
piano keys ribs
Touch me 'til my ribs become piano keys.
laughing enlightenment remember
If you ever reach enlightenment. will you remember how to laugh?
ignorance pieces left
Your ignorance keeps dismembering every piece of patience I have left.
love-is magic melting
Love isn't always magic. Sometimes it's just melting.
someday dare trade
Someday we will dare to trade good for true