TeatimeTarzan

‘Man, if you lived here you’d be home by now"

[zegalba]

Flowers by Irving Penn (1980)

[undr]

Marvin Koner. Miles Davis. Jazz club Cafe Bohemia. New York City. 1956

[viperslang]

‘Qarrtsiluni’ (Inuit, Iñupiaq / v. / kʌːrʒ.sɪ.luːnɪ / kartz-sih-loo-nih)— Sitting together in the darkness, perhaps expectantly (e.g., waiting for something to happen or to ‘burst forth’); the strange quiet before a momentous event.

[vickisigh]

morticia and gomez are my favorite couple…..cara mia ❤️

[bringiton]

PARIS IS BURNING (1990), Jennie Livingston.

[akageesus]

[transparentgentlemenmarker]

[bywomon]

my gf took these fire ass 35mm film camera stills of Meg Thee Stallion in HTX at her Red Bull Music Show. she was determined to capture Meg & she did. I am proud of her and want to share her work with the world. I LOVE YOU @nakedbybria KEEP FUCKIN IT UP!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥

[lifeinpoetry]

Despite I Empty out I Sleeping out I 

I am attracted to me? It is fun to sit in me?

— Elaine Kahn, from “Name Like an Empty Bag,” Women in Public

[arabellesicardi]

“Medusa lost her beauty—or rather, it was taken from her. Beauty is always something you can lose. Women’s beauty is seen as something separate from us, something we owe but never own: We are its stewards, not its beneficiaries. We tend it like a garden where we do not live. Oh, but ugliness—ugliness is always yours. Almost everyone has some innate kernel of grotesquerie; even fashion models (I’ve heard) tend to look a bit strange and froggish in person, having been gifted with naturally level faces that pool light luminously instead of breaking it into shards. And everyone has the ability to mine their ugliness, to emphasize and magnify it, to distort even those parts of themselves that fall within acceptable bounds. Where beauty is narrow and constrained, ugliness is an entire galaxy, a myriad of sparkling paths that lurch crazily away from the ideal. There are so few ways to look perfect, but there are thousands of ways to look monstrous, surprising, upsetting, outlandish, or odd. Thousands of stories to tell in dozens of languages: the languages of strong features or weak chins, the languages of garish makeup and weird haircuts and startling clothes, fat and bony and hairy languages, the languages of any kind of beauty that’s not white. Nose languages, eyebrow languages, piercing and tattoo languages, languages of blemish and birthmark and scar. When you give up trying to declare yourself acceptable, there are so many new things to say.”

— What If We Cultivated Our Ugliness?, Jess Zimmerman (via xshayarsha)

[diskhorsedudes]

Reminder that it really doesn’t matter what ways you’re marginalized, if you’re not black you’re just as capable of anti blackness as white cishet people. No amount of “but I’m gay!”, “but I’m trans!”, or “but I’m not white!” changes that.

And being neurodiverse/disabled isn’t an excuse for anti blackness either.

[diskhorsedudes]

Don’t like this post if you’re not gonna also reblog it.

Boost my voice, don’t just like it for woke points.

[diskhorsedudes]

I’d fucking love it if white people didn’t use this post to pat themselves on the back. I guarantee that no amount of “don’t people know this already?” or “isn’t this obvious?” will actually make you a good ally to black people.

The only things that will make you a good ally to us is listening to us, boosting our voices, defending us when we need it, calling out your fellow whites when they display overt and/or covert racist behavior, and checking yourself consistently.

[vvitchhazel]

“If they pronounce your name like a curse then you might as well teach their mouths how to taste a growing hell.”

— Scherezade Siobhan© (via viperslang)

[viperslang]

“My whole being is a dark chant which will carry you”

— Forugh Farrokhzad , Another Birth

[lifeinpoetry]

“I need more than 26 letters to articulate / How I survived you.”

— jessica Care moore, from “She Was.” We Want Our Bodies Back

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

“Distances revealed distances–”

— Michael Burkard, from “The Hour Hand,” Fictions from the Self (W. W. Norton & Co., 1988)

[xshayarsha]

“And you didn’t want to recognize me when I told you of the thing in me that was you.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik, from Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972; In Honor of a Loss.

[wishbzne-deactivated20210526]

“I am cradled in the dark that wombed me and nurtured in every artery like a small hillock.”

— Seamus Heaney, from Antaeus