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This blog is one several-year-long conversation with myself and you are all just along for the ride
Victoria Chang, from With My Back to the World: Poems; “The Islands, 1961”
Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me. (Stone Butch Blues, Leslie Feinberg)
Kim Addonizio, “The Singing”, Tell Me
Words by Andrea Gibson
Always hits
Stone Butch Blues
—I had never seen any adult woman who looked like I thought I would when I grew up. There were no women on television like the small woman reflected in this mirror, none on the streets. I knew. I was always searching.
For a moment in that mirror I saw the woman I was growing up to be staring back at me. She looked scared and sad. I wondered if I was brave enough to grow up and be her.
-stone butch blues by Leslie feinberg, p29
lucy dacus review for stone butch blues is so beautiful 💌 happy lesbian visibility week
via fossilisedflowers
— James Baldwin, from If Beale Street Could Talk
when james baldwin "you think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read" & "love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up" & "it took many years of vomiting up all the filth i’d been taught about myself, and half-believed, before i was able to walk on the earth as though i had a right to be here" & "you have to go the way your blood beats. if you don't live the only life you have, you won't live some other life, you won't live any life at all" & &
I’m trying to be less volatile
The Sorrow Festival, Erin Slaughter
weirdly enough i think it's easier to accept non sexual nudity if you're a bit of a a pervert. like people think "boobs are too sexy, people can't be normal about them", and it seems like a compelling argument, boobs are sexy. but when you realise that other things are sexy as well, things like stomachs, thighs, feet, back muscles, and you can normal about them in a non sexual context, so there's no reason anyone can't be normal about any other part of the body.
written dec 16 2023. ID in alt description
Werner Büttner (German, 1954), Untitled (Alpharüde) [Alpha Male], 2007. Oil on canvas, 190 x 190 cm.