29 – Dense daddies & Pornified art

Austin may have the highest density of daddies, but the ones on Instagram take the cake for being the most ~dense~. Old white dudes throwing around their sexual desires like the entitled horndogs they are. Nothing new here! Also, could people please stop pornifying my art? Don’t hypersexualize me. Don’t hypersexualize my art. Leave us…

Episode 06 – Infidelity, Domestic abuse & Squirting

Tune in to Episode 06 of Achingly Polite where I chat about Infidelity, Domestic Abuse & Squirting. On iTunes, Android, Google Play and wherever else you get your podcasts! Who needs Spotify anyways?! jk Spotify I luv you pls include me. Please rate me 5 stars and leave a silly comment! Come across some fuck…

Different creatures, you and I

We are different creatures, you and I. We laugh at different jokes and cry at different times. While we look alike, we’ll never be the same. Let us each go our own way and tread two separate paths. What is for you is lovely, but it mightn’t be for me. Happiness for all of us,…

Episode 05 – Catcalling, RSD & Queefing

Tune in to Episode 05 of Achingly Polite where I chat about Catcalling, RSD (Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria) and Queefing. On iTunes, Android, Google Play and wherever else you get your podcasts! Spotify still hasn’t approved me but whatever I’m not crying you’re crying. Please rate me 5 stars and leave a silly comment! Come across…

A poem for my faraway friends

Faraway friends I love you so The lists where trusted hand spills truth through ink a firm rebuttle to the intrusive thought that nobody likes me for you do Not to sound trite the millennial in her pink thanks god for social media at once an unfair glimpse into the best angles of the world’s…

Gracie

I wrote a haiku for my plant babies. My cheese plant is named is Gracie. Yes I name my plants. I stand by it. ©2018 Clementine Yost May 24, 2018 12:30:00 PST

Hyperbole

  Hyperbole a marker of the mentally ill or so I once read Where is my light? Reptilian warmed from without Always, only once forever Alone, happy never Flushed with shamed heat pink as it rises I hide The soft bristles of my life hardened the acrylic trap So keen to add color desperate for…

My nudes

female nudity is acceptable when arranged to patriarchal standards for the male gaze. however, when embraced by the autonomous female it is brushed off as vulgarity. by Clementine Yost ©