I was 15 in North Myrtle Beach,
skateboarding towards 420 World
under the stale haze of old billboards and tattered confederate flags. Big Mike worked there,
and it’s where the porn was.
Author: Basil Soper
Basil is a man of transgender experience, writer, photographer, intersectional activist and Southerner who wears his heart on his sleeve. A proud double cancer, his poetry is often connected to astrology, water, and loss. He is the founder and Executive Director at Transilient. After many years spent in the service industry, Basil is also a self described coffee snob and he can also discuss any genre of music from any decade with any human willing to nerd out.
Poetry by Basil Soper
would expose intoxicants under mama’s pulsing scales
Poetry by Basil Vaughn Soper
staring up at fluorescent lights