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Kissing
Saul Leiter, ca 1954
/ Saul Leiter, Early Black & White, 1940-1952
Poetry suspends time. Poetry is time. Poetry gives us time. A story or a poem is like a living body; we need only tell the few, precise pulse points to feel the heart of it leaping in its skin. Those details are the flare in the desert, a signal from a boat mid-ocean, the cry of the abandoned, the ones caught in a trap who must be freed. To rescue, to name what must not be forgotten. Sunday evening, winter morning, November dusk. We belong where love finds us.
Anne Michaels, from Infinite Gradation
Because I absolutely love joan_de_art’s sustainable city series I’mma share it in one post since I see the art scattered about.
what a dream
If you're in Maine or Philly or wherever the fuck Vance claimed DHS is going next, I BEG you to look at the rapid response and mutual aid networks and how they've been built in Portland, Chicago, and the Twin Cities, and start building your own version NOW.
Download signal if you haven't already. Pick a resistance pseudonym. Make a proton email that has no indicators to your real name. Start buying and printing whistles and whistle zines.
Organize your school patrols and foot patrols NOW. Talk to your community and your mercados and your Hmong and Somali grocery stores, ask them what support they need. Get "ICE are not welcome here" signage for businesses and homes. Familiarize yourself with the difference between an administrative warrant and a judicial warrant.
Learn how to take down a SALUTE report. PRACTICE salute reports. Learn, memorize, and embody radio etiquette for rapid response work.
Pick your lane: rapid response or mutual aid-- you can't do both, because rapid response often puts you in direct contact with ICE. They've been taking down plate numbers and leading responders back to their own homes here in the Twin Cities.
Remember that being under siege is a marathon, not a race. Try to remember that while your neighbors are being kidnapped in their underwear, from their own homes.
Meet your neighbors. Attend your city council meetings and demand separation ordinances NOW. Tell your congress people and representatives not to give ICE more money.
Prepare yourself to see high school children being stopped and harassed. 5 year olds being used as bait for their mothers. Old men being dragged out of their houses in underwear and Crocs simply because all of them are not white.
Be flexible, be ready to pivot on a dime as situations change. Be ready to be paranoid. Be ready to be distrusting of every Texas, New York, California, or Illinois license plate. Be ready to be suspicious of EVERY out of state license plate. Dark sedans and SUVs with extremely illegally tinted windows. Unreadable or missing plates.
No one will save you, save us, or save our neighbors but ourselves. No one is coming to help or protect us but us.
Signal for Beginners
MN Community Response Resources
ICE Are Not Welcome Here sign
Private Property Sign
Know Your Rights Sign
Judicial Warrant vs Administrative Warrant
SALUTE Report Graphic Rapid Response Patrol Handbook
Legal Observer Basics MSP Whistle Hub
Whistle 3D printing File
Talking to children about ICE actions
OG Whistle Zine in ENGLIGH || SPANISH
MSP whistles which also have zines in Somali, Amharic, Oromo and Mandrin
Hmong Whistle Zine
Karen Whistle Zine
Hey, Angeleno here to add: look for or start mutual aid groups that buy out your vendors, jardineros, tradespeople, helping support the most vulnerable members of your community from making the choice to stay home and safe or provide for family. We’re still doing this here and it helps.
“ICE NOT WELCOME” signs are great for solidarity and breaking morale, but please make and help pass out signs stating a home or business is private property. Make sure your business has an area explicitly for employees only. What we’ve seen in the last week makes all this seem like sticking a post-it on a viper and none of us know where we’re headed now, but it’s easy to do and could make a difference. It’s made a difference here.
Stay safe and take care of each other 🫡
the way people seem to genuinely conflate brain damage with fascism drives me up the wall. maybe it's the lead in paint/gas/vapes. maybe it's ai. maybe their brains just don't work right. maybe something they didn't have control over made them dumb to us and thus ontologically evil. what are you on
every single day millions of people are poisoned by the actions of rich people trying to save a dollar by ignoring public safety. nobody has ever chosen to get brain damage. implying people with it are predisposed to conservatism is flatly awful. you yourself are not safe from getting brain damage because you are leftist. you are not special. you are just as likely to fall victim to it as anyone else is.
your mental ability does not, has not, and will never determine your political leanings. it's just plain ableism.
Criss cross of skin and grass
Under mumbling shadows
Body still, mind clicketing
The soft scent of lilies in the caress of the breeze
They all go somewhere
Few will come back
Only the important ones, i hope.
There was a boy A very strange, enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far, over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he
And then one day A magic day he passed my way And while we spoke of many things Fools and kings This he said to me: "The greatest thing you'll ever learn Is just to love and be loved in return"
-- performed by Nat King Cole, written by eden ahbez, based on the older Eastern European Jewish tune – Shvayg mayn harts (In Yidish – Be Still, My Heart) by Herman Yablokuff.
Listen on Soundcloud: Nat King Cole · Nature Boy
Photo of Olivier by me, 2009.
Someone whispered
I fell in love with you
But i can't right now
Maybe
.. in the future
I said...
Nothing
I cried
A lot
I moved
On
Out
Away
Then i met them
Fun bunch
Then i met her
Delicious
Life
Again.
Somewhere in the middle, the ignominy, destroying continuously, and the rage, oh the rage, indomitable, lurking.
Me: I don't get it. I thought I was doing a lot better than I was a few years ago. I'm like 10 times more on top of things than I used to be. How does everything feel terrible now?
The Tiny Me in OSHA-approved Hi-Vis Gear Who lives in my brain and pulls all the levers: Boss, it's the fascism. You're completely gunked up with cortisol due to the fact that your entire daily life is now underscored with a haunting awareness of the rapid erosion of your rights, dignity, and any and all social safety nets, and you're also bearing witness to the most vulnerable people immediately being persecuted. This creates a natural stress response that basically means you're going to continue having memory and organizational problems, as well as emotional imbalances.
Me: BUT I HAVE A BULLET JOURNAL AND I MEDITATE NOW.
Tiny OSHA Me: BOSS, THE FASCISM.
"Embarrassing that Germany is now better at defeating Nazis than America is. We used to own them on that."
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First indoor sowing day!
Clarkia, cosmos, zinnia, lupine, delphinium, milkweed, sweet pea, echinacea, parsley.
Only planted half for now.
Babies grow so fast! One week after sowing, weeee!
kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc
And the older you get the more your ghost selves are sitting in ghost buildings that were bulldozed years ago.
There is a bus line in Paris that crosses half the city, that goes through a lot of my ghosts.
2025-2029 and beyond.
Since 1939.
ghostlypetal
If you erase Marsha, i will throw a brick in your facehole. ✊👊