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Carrie Lingscheit, “Falling Cat”, Monoprint, 15" x 5.5", Available here.
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1984, Beirut - Lebanon
by Peter Charlesworth.
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I actually do think we should discourage women from becoming housewives. Do not become financially dependent on a man. That's how a lot of women ended up dead over the years. A man gets violent suddenly and you have to choose between homelessness or potentially dying at his hand because you have an enormous gap in your resume and no degrees or certifications or anything that will help you pursue a career that will allow you to be financially independent. He owns your bank account. His name is probably the one on the car. Try and leave and he can report it stolen. Where will you go then?
Don't become a housewife.
Elena Wuest (German, b. 1977) ‘Beyond’, 2025 Oil on canvas, 80 x 60cm
my biggest desire: to be seen
my biggest fear: to be seen
By Luis Alberto Rodriguez
Schwüle Hitze kriecht mir unter die Kleidung, meine Haut wird feucht von dem feinen Schweiß, der sich bildet. Unsere Körper treffen aufeinander, fühle die Hitze deiner Haut auf meiner. Ein Sekundenbruchteil, doch es reicht, dass etwas in mir einrastet. Ich denke noch daran, als ich in einen unruhigen, warmen Schlaf gleite.
In manchen Nächten wächst mir das Vermissen über den Kopf. Dann ist da eine Sehnsucht in mir, eine unbestimmte, große. Es ist, als würde ich alle Menschen, die ich je liebte, auf einmal vermissen. Und es existiert nichts, was das Ziehen in meinem Herzen lindert.