Reanna - One Inky Queer
The words that come when we are
Inherited, the best a little wrong
Delicious controversial, tongues marred
Powerful switches, platforms to leap from
Gender-play loosening, lifting
Your not-boy shroud of shame
While letting me sneak unseen back in
To treacherous absented planes
Words released from toxic old control
By ruling and obeyance confused
By burning eyes and loving coals
Phrases as teacher I barely used
Not wanting to draw their lines, the shoulds
And myself still longing to be good
Trauma poet keeping it light. Serving you queer cripple realness, honey. Big stylistic range, or possibly just quite confused. Insistently and unstoppably intimate and inappropriate, but not in the fun way. Also does children's poems (no, really).
In the last year, Reanna has been published in Joyful Noise, Aghh zine and been commissioned by Disability Arts Online, for whom they also blog poetic essays.
They have performed at Hammer & Tongue, Words by the Water, Horseplay, Pier Poetry, The Actors and Rebel Soapbox. They also co-host a regular queer and trans poetry group @PoetryMeetQT.