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she is crying on the stairs each tear being absorbed by rosy cheeks, her friend is a broken clavier helpless consolations, and i am too mute to utter nonsense—
they take her statue early morning in the postern of truck, air has a chill penetrative authority, the girl is on maternity leave it gets quiet with a cup of berry smoothie;
i hurt my knee with crashing waves she wore purple today i showed her devil’s tree and mating ritual of mynahs, the girl is asleep beside me dreams like highway,
the boy sews and less he gets paid, things have a purpose and that’s all, no rainbows or candy, he walked back home, call me old-fashioned but i still love dahlias.
netflix and…rest your head on my thigh while I run my fingers through your hair continuously
It it only takes several minutes for your absence to remind me of my misery
But how I love you your seeing. Your grinning Hey. Your soft Come on, hold my hand as we pass the kiosk of aggressive T-shirt peddlers, the squawking crew of college boys. Your It’s alright. Your I’m here. Your Fuck it & quick grip & before I know it. Your logic more beautiful than mine.
— Chen Chen, from “The School of Logic,” published in West Branch’s special feature River: Queerness & Lineage
Here I am, your crisis in white. With flowers up and down my dress, with a gold cuff digging into my arm. What part of our bodies are not fauna. What part of us is actually here.
— Megan Fernandes, from “Venus, Aged,” published in The Adroit Journal
Me when talking about a special interest: *using very professional language, flowing perfectly without missing a beat all the way to the end of my info dump*
Me during casual conversation: So, uh… What did you…uh… do this… uh… weekend?
Condescend to believe, Sophie, that the God you accept is simply the fruit of ignorance on one side — and of tyranny on the other. When the strong wished to enslave the weak, they persuaded them that a god had sanctified the chains with which they overwhelmed them; and the oppressed victims, stupefied by their distress, believed everything their masters wished to tell them. All religions are the fatal consequence of this primary function and should, together with their origin, be condemned to the utmost scorn. There is not a single one of them but bears the emblems of imposture and stupidity. In all of them I see mysteries which make the reason shudder, dogma which outrages nature, and grotesque ceremonies which cannot but inspire derision. I had scarcely opened my eyes to this world, Sophie, when I learned to detest these horrors. So I decided that I would crush them under my feet, vowing never to return to them throughout my days. If you wish to be sensible you will imitate me.
Marquis de Sade, Justine
Kate Bush’s handwritten lyrics to Wuthering Heights
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!!!!!!! ATTENTION !!!!! PLEASE READ VERY IMPORTANT !!!!!!!
Just a Reminder that Donald Trump is and always has been an abuser. A third woman has now accused Mr. Trump of rape.
A woman filed a lawsuit claiming that when she was thirteen years old she was held as a sex slave to Mr. Trump and his friend Jeffrey Epstein. The woman claimed to have a witness, “Tiffany Doe,” to the incidents. Mr. Epstein is a notorious “billionaire pedophile” who is now a Level 3 registered sex offender - the most dangerous kind, “a threat to public safety” — after being convicted of misconduct with another underage girl.
Mr. Trump has a long history of debasing women he’s worked with, crossing the line on a regular basis. He’s taken lifelong joy in objectifying women, including his proclamation: “Women, you have to treat ‘em like shit.”
He’s also been accused of worse than just misogynist language. Two prior women have accused Mr. Trump, in court documents, of actual or attempted sexual assault. (Mr. Trump denies all the allegations.) In fact, Under oath, Ivana Trump accused Mr. Trump of a violent rape. First was Ivana Trump, Donald Trump’s first wife, who said under oath in a 1989 deposition that he had violently attacked her, ripped out her hair and forcibly penetrated her without her consent.
READ HERE FOR MORE INFORMATION
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I remember when I first was challenged by a therapist to define the word “consent” and “sexual assault” and “rape” and she gave me therapy homework to really think on them and write my own definitions.
At first I tried to find the legal definition, but the thing was it was different from state to state. The definition to prosecute perpetrators was different than the definition to collect statistics. Definitions had been changed/updated within the last few years. They were extremely variable and prone to changing.
Then I started to read the book Redefining Rape: Sexual Violence in the Era of Suffrage and Segregation, by Estelle B. Freedman. This book traced the United States history of definitions of rape and sexual violence, and how often they changed, and how those changes were influenced primarily by power structures. So much about how rape has been (and is) defined legally is to enforce systemic misogyny against black, indigenous, and poor women. Early definitions didn’t acknowledge that non-white and/or married women even had a legal right to refuse consent in the first place, and therefore their violation did not fit the definition of rape in their era, despite that being exactly what was happening to them.
When I read Trauma and Recovery by Judith Herman, she summarized this concept with a line I have underlined in my copy: “Women quickly learn that rape is a crime only in theory; in practice the standard for what constitutes rape is set not at the level of women’s experience of violation but just above the level of coercion acceptable to men.”
In Why Does He Do That by Lundy Bancroft, he has a section on violence in abusive relationships. He speaks at length about how abusers rarely define violence as including their own behavior, and instead always move the line so that it’s a step further than he’s personally gone.
He states that: “To steer clear of these distortions, we need to wrestle the definition of violence out of the hands of abusers and implement a proper one of our own.”
And I realized that sexual violence functions in the same way. There are so many distortions in our culture that only abstract hypotheticals are– across the board– considered rape. But real life women in actual violating situations? No matter how violent, no matter how much evidence of refusal of consent, there will always be apologists who don’t believe it counts. They will shift the definition so that no violation is ever truly rape.
I had originally set out in my research to learn what the ‘official’ definition of rape was so that I could compare my experiences against it and find external validation for my trauma. Instead I discovered that the official definition of rape is often created by rapists themselves, and is inherently dismissive of pervasive sexual trauma. Rape culture is, after all, systemic and material- not just a matter of interpersonal violence between individuals.
And so, months later, I finally had a definition of “consent” and “rape” for my therapist. Despite my research, it wasn’t found, it was created. And I created it deliberately to be set at the level of a victim’s experience of violation.
It was a worthwhile phase of therapy in that it allowed me to process the trauma I experienced, but it was also a worthwhile piece of activism.
I remember reading an article called “Cockblocking Rapists is a Moral Obligation” and there was a line that stated bluntly: “The thing is, rapists absolutely need one thing to operate. They need people to believe they are not rapists. Stranger rapists do that by trying to hide that they are the person who committed the rape. Acquaintance rapists do that by picking targets who won’t say anything about what happened, or by using tactics that, if the survivor does speak up, people will decide don’t really count as rape.”
The definition of rape, and how we allow it to be defined, is absolutely a conflict between perpetrator and victim. And, as Judith Herman says, “It is morally impossible to be neutral in this conflict.”
Reclaiming the definition of rape is essential to supporting survivors and ending rape culture.
If I don’t romanticize everything in my life I just might die
“I desire the things which will destroy me in the end.”
— Sylvia Plath (via girlrejectsgod)
I like it when you say “I love you first”
Because despite everything you do
Every kind and loving thing you say
There’s this part of my brain
This rotten tumor that survives from before I met you
That whispers in my ears
Tells me that nobody cares about me
That nobody ever could
I’m not worth anyone’s affection
But then you say “I love you” first
And then I say “I love you, too”
As if I’m just responding to you
And it’s not what I’ve been thinking every time I see you
Like it doesn’t flash through my mind
Every single time our eyes meet