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...
sick never-trust wells
I could never trust anyone who's well adjusted to a sick society.
skins bullets lovers
We all have bullets beneath our skin we pray our lovers won't flinch at when they find.
hurt sun bangs
I said to the sun, ‘Tell me about the big bang.’ The sun said, ‘it hurts to become.
okay feels knows
Know you belong here. You belong here and everything you feel is okay.
devil world damage
The holy have done more damage to this world than the devil ever could.
heart storm lovers
Every lover is a storm chaser. Every good heart has lost its roof.
sunshine love-is want
Love is like sunshine. Sometimes you have to get burned to know you were there. I want to know that I'm here.
love-you forever hula
But whatever However Whenever this ends I want you to know That right now I love you forever
piano keys ribs
Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.
rain heart broken
When your heart is broken, you plant seeds in the cracks and pray for rain.
ugly
None of us are pretty, but our ugly has an alibi.
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...
space worry wish
You keep worrying you’re taking up too much space. I wish you’d let yourself be the milky way.
ice names yesterday
Yesterday i carved your name into the surface of an ice cube then held it against my chest til it melted into my aching pores today i cried so hard the neighbors knocked on my door and asked if I wanted to borrow some sugar.