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CAConrad | "Glitter in my Wounds"

March 02, 2022 Get Lit - Words Ignite Season 4 Episode 3
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CAConrad | "Glitter in my Wounds"
Show Notes

In this week's episode of the Get Lit Minute, your weekly poetry podcast, we spotlight the life and work of poet, CA Conrad. They write poems in which stark images of sex, violence, and defiance build a bridge between fable and confession. They are the author of nine books of poetry and essays, including their latest book JUPITER ALIGNMENT: (Soma)tic Poetry Rituals (Ignota Books, 2020) and While Standing in Line for Death (Wave Books). A documentary about their work, The Book of Conrad (Delinquent Films), is viewable online on their website

This episode includes a reading of their poem,  "Glitter in my Wounds".

"Glitter in my Wounds"

first and most important

                             dream our missing friends forward

                             burn their reflections into empty chairs

             we are less bound by time than the clockmaker fears

this morning all I want is to follow where the stone angels point

                      birdsong lashing me to tears

                              heterosexuals need to see our suffering

                   the violent deaths of our friends and lovers

       to know glitter on a queer is not to dazzle but to

  unsettle the foundation of this murderous culture

         defiant weeds smashing up through cement

                      you think Oscar Wilde was funny

                     well Darling I think he was busy

                             distracting straight people
so they would not kill him
if you knew how many times I
have been told you’re not like my
gay best friend who tells me
jokes and makes me laugh
no I sure as fuck am not
I have no room in my life to
audition for your pansy mascot
you people can’t kill me and
think you can kill me again
I met a tree in Amsterdam and
stood barefoot beside it for twenty
minutes then left completely restored
     yet another poem not written by a poet

                    sometimes we need one muscle to

                                     relax so the others follow

                                 my friend Mandy calls after a

                               long shift at the strip club to say

                            while standing in line for death I am

                        fanning my hot pussy with your new book

                   will you sign it next week my fearless faggot sister

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