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The Fucking Last Time (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

This is the fucking last time I confide in you To trust you to have my heart and my back You made me a tool and a goddamn fool You backstabbing, heart-grabbing thief
This is the fucking last time I talk to you To tell you that I want you out of my life You made me a liar, a cheater, an addict You deceiver, down right disbeliever
This is the fucking last time I look at you To watch you suck the life out my existence You made me doubt my name and my future You love stealing pirate, sorry rotten corpse
And this is the absolute, fucking last time That I tell you, “This is the fucking last time”

THE final vow - (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

whatever this is our end or our beginning i want THIS vow
the love, the hate the confidence, the shame sunrise or sunset
whatever we become maybe earth’s last hope i want THIS vow
the work, the breaks the rejuvenation, the pain lovers or fighters
till death binds us forever in heavenly eternity i want THIS vow

Bond Memory Fulfilled Papa’s Love (Barry Sons - Berwick, LA)

   Time has covered you but not my memory of you.
You grew up in a palmetto shack, common, illiterate, with French as a first language. Abuse a way of life.
   Time has covered  abuse with love. Your love, Papa. Your love of mama and us changed all for you and us. Your love got the house on land and the big boat. All you had was a pirogue and a “fish cart” and you grew it big.  
   Time has covered all that you built but not what you taught us. Respect for all no mater the color of their skin. “Until you walk in their moccasins, you don’t know.” You always said.
   Time has covered it all but not your gene-pool. Your grandchildren stands on your shoulders papa… I ran from the killing; not from you .I ran from the wet piercing cold; the blood smell, not from you. I ran to fulfill the Dream-pool, not from you. Death its’ self has not and never will break our bond. 

In loving memory of
Julian Justin Sons Sr.

I'm Queer and I'm Here: Part One (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

All the men in the world are F A But here I stand,L with my bra and panties,L my brawn and brain,I And my pen in hand.N Gtop-i-e-c-e-s.
I’m ready to woman up and be the man that these men will never become. How could any man think he is fit for survival living in the box called manhood?
With my pen,
I can be here.                                                                 I can be there. I can be down.

Men can be so foolish as to underestimate writing. Great societies are built upon the power of words.
Yet here comes the “mighty man” holding high the gun. He trips and falls and shoots himself in the face.
Another let down face in a volume of newspaper obituaries.
Self-destruction lives another day, So this question belongs in the hands of a Queer writer: the brains How do we elevateof men living in woman’s world?
Because masculinity’s days are numbered.

Coming Soon! Stay Posted!

I Can't Stand the Rain (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

It’s no wonder why I build walls To the keep the floods out The pain, the sorrow, doubt The rain is hitting my window Testing me and my patience Here I am sitting, waiting, Waiting for you to come to me Free me from myself right now Let me go outside and breathe I can’t see passed the clouds I know you’re somewhere out there If I only I could see the sun Then I would find you, soulmate I am a fortress in this storm
So find me and come into me

Teach Me (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

Teach me how to love Teach me how to hate Teach me all the ways to make your life heaven Teach me all the ways to make your life hell
Oh, teach me how to walk with you Not to be afraid, but to hold your hand
Teach me how to be soft with you Teach me how to be rough with you Teach me all the things that make you smile Teach me all the things that make you scream
Oh, teach me how to talk with you
Not to be ashamed, but to hold your hand

Push Through (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

Push through, push through Baby, we can push through Through times of sadness Through times of doubt When the clouds are rainy And the sun is hiding Just close your eyes And think of me
Dawn is close Just keep your head up Look to the stars Hold on to me Cause I’m not leaving you So push through, baby Because times are tough
But love is easy

Be Good to You (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

I can be good to you Whenever you are blue I will cradle you in my arms Lay upon you all my charms
If you should ever feel low I can lift you from down below And as you rise: I will rise too Our souls are tried and true
What I didn’t know then I now have come to amend So love me as deeply as I do Let’s make this love anew
From every breath that is ours
Our destiny with love showers

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Chapter One (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

The story only begins with your voice Can you handle your own words? This is the first chapter of your life Are you ready to tell your version?
It’s time to establish your characters Give motive to your life and a setting This is the chance to gain power Give motion to your own narrative
Let the meaning of life shine through It’s the words that will renew faith It’s the words that will renew the people Let your letters explore a destiny fulfilled
This is the first chapter of your life
The first words of the rest of your life