maybe i dreamt you

she/ her

[theorangepdf]

book dedications are so tender here is this piece of art i made for an audience of thousands. but really every word is for you

[bebsi-cola]

i think if people are to become actually accepting of disability they need to radically rework what they consider to be tenants of a fulfilling life. independence and self sufficiency can be nice but they're not required for a fulfilling life. neither is having a partner and children, having a job, or getting out of bed every single day. sure they can be enriching but so can other things. we need to stop considering the lives that disabled people live to be inherently subpar. inability and struggle is also a part of life, it doesn't devalue it. and acknowledging the difficulties of disabled people doesn't make their lives inherently unfulfilled either. we're here living life too.

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Remember Marcellus Williams! A black Muslim man falsely accused. Remember that he's innocent. Remember that the governor of Missouri, mike Parson who had the opportunity to save this man's life, decided not to. Remember all but three supreme court justices decided his life wasn't worth saving either. Remember his face. Remember his Last words. And remember how fucked up this country is

Rest in peace Marcellus

[alwaysbeenjessica]

overconsumption is out! re-purposing old journals is so in ~

[quimerical]

happy birthday james baldwin by god you would’ve been deeply disappointed by the state of the world today but always saddling forth with hope and love and the care of an unbridled honesty that i aspire to

[neshamama]

tanya habjouqa, "teenage girls try on dresses for an upcoming dance in ramallah, in the west bank," n.d. from occupied pleasures (2015)

[vicholas]

I want more people to know that while the Palestine Olympic team consists of only 8 athletes, at least 69 Palestinian Olympic athletes have been killed since October 2023. This includes athletes who were going to compete in these games and retired athletes such as Majed Abu Maraheel, the first Palestinian Olympian, who died of kidney failure in a refugee camp product of lack of medical treatment.

Remember them during these games.

[dankmemes23]

[creature-wizard]

BTW, the belief that you have to leave where you are and go somewhere in order to connect with nature is part of the problem. You can literally connect with nature anywhere; yes, even in an urban environment. You have birds, bugs, plants, weather, seasons, etc. A lot of people need to stop thinking of nature as something out there and start recognizing that it's something that's already right here.

[machineryangel]

grabbing every 13 yo girl by the arms and yelling "YOU LOOK FINE !!!!!!! DON'T SPEND UR ALLOWANCE ON CONCEALERS GO SEE A BAD MOVIE INSTEAD !!!!!!!!!!! BEAUTY IS POETRY AND SONGS AND LAUGHTER W FRIENDS AND COLORFUL LEAVES !!!!!!!!!! GO READ A MARY OLIVER POEM AND YOU'LL BE OK!!!!!!!!!"

[memewhore]

[2urban2fantasy-deactivated20241]

Woman murders man in broad daylight

[theknightinslippers]

[konoko]

[suncollapsing-deactivated202503]

[araekni]

[ID. A poem titled 'I have to tell you', by Dorothea Grossman. It reads:

I have to tell you, there are times when the sun strikes me like a gong, and I remember everything, even your ears.

End ID.]

[carfuckerlynch]

[transcript: July by Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz

The figs we ate wrapped in bacon.

The gelato we consumed greedily:

coconut milk, clove, fresh pear.

How we’d dump hot espresso on it

just to watch it melt, licking out spoons

clean. The potatoes fried in duck fat,

the salt we’d suck off our fingers,

the eggs we’d watch get beaten

‘til they were a dizzying bright yellow,

how their edges crisped in the pan.

The pink salt bloom of prosciutto

we pulled apart with our hands, melted

on our eager tongues. The green herbs

with goat cheese, the aged brie paired

with a small pot of raspberry jam,

the final sour cherry we kept politely

pushing onto each other’s plate, saying

No, you. But it’s so good. No, it’s yours.

How I finally put an end to it, plucked it

from the plate, and stuck it in my mouth.

How good it tasted: so sweet and so tart.

How good it felt: to want something and

pretend you don’t, and to get it anyway. /end transcript]

my favorite food poem and one of my favorite summer poems <3

[bebsi-cola]

disabled people are worth whatever cost or resources is needed to keep them alive. disabled people are worth it even if they don't live long. they're worth it even if they will need extra support and resources for every day of their life. they're worth it even if they spend all they life indoors. none of it is wasted. none of it is in vain. time, effort, money, resources spent on a life are not wasted. these things have served their purpose. the joy of someone's existence is not undermined by not lasting forever. there's no meaningful point, some threshold where you can say "okay this is enough. after that it's not worth it." it's always worth it.

[cordspaghetti]

really factual recounting with no embellishments whatsoever

[oatseverymorning]