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I say no I’ve never thought about her the way insomnia was born a bad night just like loneliness was only waiting once I mean snap your fingers every time there’s water and a dog’s ready to die of thirst if it doesn’t hear the kill shot—
Natalie Wee, “Pavlovian”, excerpt from Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines, forthcoming from Words Dance Publishing (via wondersmithinc)
Recent Google Searches: name of film genre where two people want to be together but aren’t allowed are films of that genre an allegory for queerness queer shows without fetishisation queer shows without death translate fetishisation react to catcalling without being killed how to stop being angry how to be invisible how to be a vigilante is being a vigilante illegal are extremely detailed dreams normal are some people born sadder translate 毁灭性 how long the grief before you forgive how to be a kind product of violence difference between abandonment and just leaving how to forget faster
“Recent Google Searches”, Natalie Wee (via wondersmithinc)
Date a girl who reads, writes, dances, sings, does astrophysics, or all of the above at once. Or don’t. Maybe instead date a girl who loves other girls, by which I mean let’s stop talking about which girls are date-worthy and which are not, if only because men tell us to be good for them but we’re already good for each other. I mean, the only rule in love is to be happy. date who you want. Especially if it’s a girl, and you’re a girl, in which case it doesn’t even matter what kind of girl you date. As long as you’re dating a girl you’re looking out for the next cold gun, for the next traffic-flicker-pulse-jump, phone calls from the hospital, or the police station, or the morgue, because this is what we’re told is real & will happen to us, & I’m afraid, & god, I don’t want to die, but if I had to I’d rather it be someone who made my feet levitate hold on to my splintered body than a rocket scientist who failed to move me like the earth moved the trees.
“Date a Girl Who”, Natalie Wee (via wondersmithinc)
NATALIE WEE, EXCERPT OF “LIKE RELIGION”, PUBLISHED IN WORDS DANCE MAGAZINE
Headsong & humsickness are a few of the names given to earworms, those sticky tunes you can’t get out of your head the product of some memory- based cortical itch. With luck you can locate a good eraser tune to shift the stubborn soundtrack.
Jane Satterfield, from “Souvenir,” Memorious (no. 26, June 2016)
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