While not much of a illustrator myself, I felt inspired to take on this year's Inktober challenge; to sketch an ink a piece every day. Adding to that, I will be writing a poem using the same prompt.
October 1st was Poisonous, and as such, I drew a terrifying giant spider, as one does, and wrote a poem on toxic masculinity, again, as one does. Below is the transcription:
bind me with my own guts,
let the drops of his blood,
melt my eyes from their sockets.
I will never weep.
I can't.
he told me that the only way,
I could be a man, a true man,
I musn't cry.
keep it all pent up, locked away.
care not that you will burst.
care only that you are strong.
--------I don't listen to them anymore.
I am a man still.
'Poisonous'