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Gentrification is not just about lattes and man buns, it’s about history and economics and local policy and politics, and, fundamentally, it’s about systemic racism.
Rebecca Carroll, producer of WNYC’s “There Goes the Neighborhood” podcast (via guardian)
Everything interests me, but nothing holds me.
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via wordsnquotes)
But most of all, I like to watch people. Sometimes I ride the subway all day and look at them and listen to them. I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they are going.
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via wordsnquotes)
accismus
(noun) An ancient word, accismus is defined as feigning disinterest and complete aloofness in something, while possessing a fervent desire for it. (via wordsnquotes)
"I hate how “growing up” means that we are taught not to be honest and vulnerable with each other in public. I want to know everything about everyone. I am so bad at small talk. At parties with strangers I want to talk about your daddy issues and your first kiss and what you wanted your life to become and whether or not that came true. It’s hard for me to live in a world where we are taught that people we do not know are “strangers,” and where we are taught to afford infinite complexity to ourselves and not others."
Alok Vaid-Menon
http://www.maskmagazine.com/the-persona-issue/style/alok-vaid-menon
“An admirable line of Pablo Neruda’s, “My creatures are born of a long denial,” seems to me the best definition of writing as a kind of exorcism, casting off invading creatures by projecting them into universal existence, keeping them on the other side of the bridge… It may be exaggerating to say that all completely successful short stories, especially fantastic stories, are products of neurosis, nightmares or hallucination neutralized through objectification and translated to a medium outside the neurotic terrain. This polarization can be found in any memorable short story, as if the author, wanting to rid himself of his creature as soon and as absolutely as possible, exorcises it the only way he can: by writing it.” ― Julio Cortázar, Around the Day in Eighty Worlds
Amazing poem by Pablo Neruda.
El lenguaje político está concebido para hacer que las mentiras parezcan verdad y el asesinato parezca respetable, y para dar una apariencia de solidez al puro viento.
George Orwell citado por George Steiner en The New Yorker P. 138 (via librodecitas)
The Smokers, Honore Daumier
c. 1855
The Girl
a found poem
The girl, who once enjoyed life, now can barely see it. Technology has slowly pushed her from all the fun and infinity she had as a child.
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Sometimes it feels good to take the long way home.
Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home (via wordsnquotes)
FROM THE VAULT: Michael Mlekoday - “Sidewalk Chalk”
“The neighbor kids and I, we used to sneak out of our houses every Sunday night, after the world fell asleep, to try and find out what it dreams of.”
Michael Mlekoday, performing at the book release show for his debut collection, The Dead Eat Everything. Check out Mike’s book here and subscribe to Button on YouTube!
I don’t think we ever really heal. Like a scar that takes years to fade away. You can’t see it anymore, but you can trace your fingers over the exact spot where your skin felt the sting.
The dual, hyphenated, personality is an Anglo creation. According to this concept, there is no hybrid cultural self. It is part of the Anglo imagination that we can keep our culture and assimilate, a position that would be contradictory if both cultures were understood as informing the “real” fabric of everyday life. But in thinking of a Mexican-American, the Anglo imagination construes “Mexican” as the name for a superexploitable being who is a practitioner of a superfluous, ornamental, culture. Being “American” is what supposedly gives us (dubious) membership in that “real” culture, the culture of the ideally culturally-unified-through-assimilation polls illegitimately called “America.”
Maria Lugones, “On Borderlands/La Frontera: An Interpretive Essay (via thislooseleaf)
This week’s Hispanic Heritage portrait honors civil rights activist Sylvia Rivera.
Listen to Jacki Lyden’s obituary from February 20, 2002 on All Things Considered. Rivera discusses her participation in the 1969 Stonewall Riots, and she is remembered as an advocate for homeless transgender youth.
‘Obscure Landscapes’ (Origami paper, National Geographic and Ink) by Heidi Prescott
When someone’s been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it’s like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you’re just clutching air and grit.
Jenny Han, To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before (via quotethat)
