F Cade Swanson

Joined October 2021

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Queer dad from Virginia now living and writing in the Pacific Northwest. Dad poems, sad poems, stories about life. Read more at fcadeswanson.com

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There is love here. Top Story - June 2024.
"I want to tell you something," I stammer. "I'm in love with someone. Someone so amazing and kind and wonderful to me. His name is Dan."
By F Cade Swanson10 days ago in Poets
An Open Letter to my Parents and to the Person Responsible for Giving me the name Dinosaur.
To the person who named me Dinosaur: In an effort to address the rage issues that have prevented me from being a good son or friend
By F Cade Swansonabout a month ago in Poets
Light is not a given
Even the Children will see that Light is not a given. It can be shrouded, they will learn. Put in a hiding place.
By F Cade Swanson3 months ago in Poets
Seduced by Your Light
Existing in the darkness already, but Corrupted by my desire for you, and Lulled (or perhaps lured?) by your light, I was drawn to you like a mate to an anglerfish, a listless
By F Cade Swanson3 months ago in Poets
On Being a Man. Top Story - March 2024.
“You’re a pretty big wheel, ain’t you?” my grandfather asks. Words tossed my way from a green armchair in the dark corner of the front room
By F Cade Swanson3 months ago in Poets
Finding Love in Winter
“I’ll take the dog for a walk if you want to stay in bed,” you offer. It’s freezing here by the lake and walking the dog was the last thing I wanted to do, snow and ice crunching beneath his paws and my boots. My visits to your place were initially overshadowed by my need to get home in time to take him out, snowy drives back to the city punctuated by a quick trip outside to let him pee and a text from my flip phone to let you know we made it home safely. I’d tell you goodnight and let my dog’s gentle snores lull me to sleep.
By F Cade Swanson5 months ago in Fiction
Anniversary dinner
Anniversary dinner: braised short ribs and chardonnay. Don’t come at me with the inappropriateness of that pairing, I say,
By F Cade Swanson5 months ago in Poets
Fullness. Top Story - December 2023.
For years after I came out my mother would ask me if I was sick. "You're too skinny," she would say. It was an accusation more than an observation.
By F Cade Swanson7 months ago in Poets
Ode to a Car Key
Oh, magical switchblade key to my 2014 Chevy, you ignite more than my engine as I grasp and turn your smooth black fob in my fingers.
By F Cade Swanson11 months ago in Poets
Love song
What does it mean to be all the man that I need? Is it a guy who can “fill me up and give me love… more love than I've ever seen?”
By F Cade Swanson12 months ago in Poets
Not too bad
“I want a soda,” I say. "Diet." You grin. A soda? I like the way you know what I mean. Like yes be bad But then not too bad.
By F Cade Swanson12 months ago in Poets
Wanting You to be Okay. Top Story - February 2024.
Dad, while I was sleeping, I heard you quietly Say that you worry about me, and That you want me to be okay. Rather than try
By F Cade Swansonabout a year ago in Poets

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