bidrohi bloc

asian grub communisation

[rubybrunton]

“I’m tired. I’m tired of feeling like some of the things I devote my free time to are unworthy. I’m tired of feeling like I should be doing something else, and of the anxiety that feeling produces. I’m tired of people with more money than me counting my money for me and advising me how best to spend it. I’m tired of poor people being criticized for wanting to enjoy the spoils of capitalism when no six-figure salary man gets questioned about why his Armani suit is necessary. One thing I’m not tired of is people, especially the marginalized, finding ways to express their identity through fashion. I’m not tired of the alternative fashion economy that’s been created by those who could never afford to be part of the mainstream one.”

My latest Stealth Care column

[rubybrunton]

when it’s silent on the edge of the river

I can think about jumping in

midtown buildings are lit up

against a dark skyline

I’m being strangled by my own passivity

I send nudes to unknown numbers

get pissed when they don’t reply

I feel unstable!

the equilibrium of bridges

is only maintained until they fall

I have Three Poems in The Felt

[edwad]

[y7k]

[class-struggle-anarchism]

Justice for Ky Peterson! Black transgender man sentenced to 20 years in prison for defending himself against sexual assault.

Join me in fighting for Ky's freedom - free Ky now! #Justice4Ky

[rubybrunton]

Sometimes you’re lucky. Sometimes you walk away from a situation knowing the danger you put yourself in and wonder how you managed to walk away unscathed. Sometimes the danger excites you. Sometimes you take a risk because you want to feel numb or because you don’t know yourself or because you simply don’t have anything better to do. Peer pressure is real. So is curiosity. There’s a river of alcohol running through my sex life. The banks of that river are the rest stops where I’ve felt safe, trusting, confident enough not to need a drink or two. Sometimes, it feels like the most common phrases in my social interactions are, “let’s meet for a drink” or “drinks?” or some such variant. And yet I want to keep drinking, even though I know I have successfully stopped and could again. I wrote about my fraught relationship to alcohol for Mask Magazine’s Toxic issue

[arabellesicardi]

[rubybrunton]

Visit Original Link

I recorded my poem Falling originally published in Queen Mob’s Teahouse

[xthe-sun-also-rises]

I love that they actually grew up together like they did on the show.

[hayrr]

@crowcarousel

[hayrr]

wu-tang flan ain’t nuttin ta fuck wit

[class-struggle-anarchism]

April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain

T.S Eliot, The Waste Land (via class-struggle-anarchism)

[geographicwild]

[purrantula]

who is she

[bocademiel]

baveuse by sara sutterlin

[carbonatedmustard]

[kim-jong-chill]

[citylightsreceding-deactivated2]

[its-almost-as-if]

Click here to support Yemi's Irish Citizenship Fund by amanda azams

Hi! My name is Yemi. I was born Lagos in Nigeria. When I was 12, my parents left Nigeria and landed in one of Ireland's Direct Provision Centres. I've got my permanent residency in Ireland, but I am barred from voting and am unable to even leave Ireland unless I get my citizenship. I've been tryi...

My pal Yemi is amazing. She’s an incredible black feminist lesbian, very active in the generally clueless-about-race Irish radical leftie scene. She needs help to pay for the outrageous sums required by the Irish state to obtain citizenship, more info at the link. Please donate if you can, and reblog/share/tell your friends either way! Every little helps, and she needs the money before end of April!