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𝘯𝘰𝘢𝘩 𝘤𝘻𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘺
[ID: excerpt from ‘I’m One,’ a poem by May Swenson
“I swallow the sun. I’m the one, the only one in my life.”]
Andrea Gibson, Take Me With You
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Excerpts from one of 2014’s best art collections, The Art of John Harris: Beyond the Horizon.
“Am I a twisted cherub, face half-skeleton, half-laced ribbon? I glisten at times, but. I am more than my skin suggests, more than a body of sin. I have scriptures in my lips.”
— Lisa Marie Basile, Forgiveness (via mossful)
John Sibley Williams, from “Counterglow”
“When people fall in love with love they fling themselves in the abyss.”
— Marina Tsvetaeva, from Bride of Ice: New Selected Poems; As People Listen Intently.
dictionary poem iii by mica k
gildedmouths thanks for the word choice! :)
As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty (Jonas Mekas, 2000)
Scar is comparable to Siegfried’s invisible point of mortality, a non-scar, but a trace reserved for the passage of death, a door requirig a password, scar adds something: a visible or invisible fibrous tissue that really or allegorically replaces a loss of substance which is therefore not lost but added to, augmentation of memory by a small mnesic growth. Unlike scar, stigmata takes away, removes substance, carves out a place for itself.
Stigmata are traces of a sting.
Hélène Cixous, Stigmata: Escaping Texts (tr. Eric Prenowitz)
hatred of terfs isn't a love for trans women, hatred of nazis isn't a love for jewish people, hatred of the police isn't a love for black people. you should always be emphasising your support and love for the oppressed before you talk about your hatred of the oppressor.
salemwitchtr*als is a terf. stop reblogging her.
salemwitchtr*als recommended an article (“our holy book”) from the transmisogynistic & otherwise transphobic website gender identity watch; said article stirs transmisogynistic paranoia by casting trans women as invaders of women’s spaces. it appears she later removed said link from her recommendations post after this was pointed out, but did so w/o openly acknowledging its rhetoric… or saying anything to combat transmisogyny.
the recommendations post:
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or (x) <- archived url
the gender identity watch article:
(x) <- archived url
as further confirmation of transmisogynistic politics: here, salemwitchtri*ls appears in the notes of vl*dtheunfollower, who’s been an open terf for a long time now… this is on vl*d’s post about being a terf on this website. (clicking “show more notes” once will show the screenname salemwitchtr*als.)
(x) <- archived url
Sometimes your blog calls out people who are actively disrespecting and hurting other people. And then sometimes, like in this case, you just kinda terrorize people. This person is really lovely and sweet, and she shares so much of herself and her resources publicly. Instead of terrorizing her, you could just silently disagree with some things you don’t like about her resources. She hasn’t hurt anyone or disrespected anyone… You guys are just really shitty and part of a community on tumblr that terrorizes and shuns people based on kinda nothing. It’s really disappointing and it takes attention away from actual transphobic and hurtful people /:
“based on kinda nothing”
“takes attention away from actual transphobic and hurtful people”
what am i reading. in case you somehow missed it, salemwitchtrials linked to hate speech that framed trans womanhood as inherently harmful to cis women.
had this been unintended on her part, she could have directly addressed it with an apology, explained she had not read the full contents of the page in question, and disowned these views. she did not do any of these things.
if it did not matter to her to apologize for linking to transmisogynistic rhetoric, what does this suggest about how she views & would relate to trans women?
this is before taking into account the fact that she liked the “op is a terf” post pictured here. so, while she declined to address having linked to hate speech directed at trans women, she was entirely comfortable liking a terf’s post making light of concerns about transmisogyny (hmm…. one wonders what conclusions might be drawn from that).
what level of transmisogyny do you think someone needs to reach in order for it to be “actual transphobia”????
you say she “hasn’t hurt anyone or disrespected anyone.”
actually!!!! recommending transmisogynistic rhetoric, + otherwise signaling one’s approval of content that normalizes transmisogyny, hurts and disrespects trans women!!!!
& we who don’t experience transmisogyny hurt and disrespect trans women when we treat these things as merely something to “silently disagree” about.
“Eating is an act of absolute trust, for how can we know what is in the food we are given?”
- Sarah Sceats, Food, Consumption and the Body in Contemporary Women’s Fiction.
— TONY BARNSTONE.
[ID text: NIGHTMARE KISS
The middle of a kiss, and though he opened up wide and wider, her own small jawbones gave a little crack and stuck, and look what happened: as if she’d fallen in an open grave, he swallowed her at last, and then she wandered in a dark saturated country where the red land throbbed with capillaries under electric stars. A kiss had brought her there, a simple kiss that rainied and filled her head with blood, a nightmare kiss, a wrong man kiss; why had she kissed a man with such a mouth, with such thick teeth and jaws, such a tongue, instead of kissing someone who would let her out, kissing someone nicer, who ate less. end ID]
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