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creacherkeeper · 1 year
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when you didn't even know you needed a second chance
{the good bones, maggie smith / summer doorway with african lilies, phyllis dodd / sputnik sweetheart, haruki murakami / ashe vernon / phoebe wahl / creacherkeeper / braiding sweetgrass, robin wall kimmerer / love poem with apologies for my appearance, ada limón / @korocore / i am offering this poem, jimmy santiago baca}
[ID: ten images, 8 of text and 2 paintings, in a litstack
1: [...] though I keep this from my children. I am trying to sell them the world. Any decent realtor, walking you through a real shithole, chirps on about good bones: This place could be beautiful, right? You could make this place beautiful.
2: a realistic painting in soft colors of a potted african lily plan sitting outside the open doorway of a home. beyond the door there are more plants in a garden
3: I have this strange feeling that I'm not myself anymore. It's hard to put into words, but I guess it's like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.
4: So maybe this time, love doesn't kick down the door-- / doesn't rattle the windows or plant weeds in the flower garden. / Maybe you can't smell the smoke because, / for once, / nothing is burning.
5: There is a little house somewhere, surrounded by green cedar boughs, where we are eating oatcakes with honey, dipping them in our tea three times for good luck. Somewhere I am sitting with you in stillness.
6: Calm, for the most part. Also tired, also worried, also nervous, also scared, also sad, but those things were just … always swimming around inside her somewhere. Sometimes they were quiet, sometimes they were bigger. They’d been quiet the last few days. It seemed another emotion had replaced them, a subtle sort of ache around her chest, a pang of longing that she had long come to recognize. / She really missed Morel.
7: [...] found her barefoot in the garden, planting beans and helping me fill my pail with earthworms that were severed by her shovel. I thought I could nurse them back to health in the worm hospital I constructed beneath the irises. She encouraged me in this, always saying, "There is no hurt that can't be healed by love."
8: I do like I do in the tall grass, more animal-me than much else. I'm wrong, it is that I love you, but it's more that when you say it back, lights out, a cold wind through the curtains, for maybe the first time in my life, I believe it.
9: a painting of many pastel flowers. the flowers are painted using thick brush strokes to give the petals a raised texture
10: I love you, / I have nothing else to give you, / so it is a pot full of yellow corn / to warm your belly in winter, / it is a scarf for your head, / to wear over your hair, / to tie up around your face. / I love you,
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femmeconomics · 8 months
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"The "ideal" female body was stripped down and on display all over. That gave a woman, for the first time in history, the graphic details of perfection against which go measure herself, and introduced a new female experience, the anxious and minute scrutiny of the body as intricately connected to female sexual pleasure."
Naomi Wolf, The Beauty Myth
Cat Person, Kristen Roupenian / Fleabag 1.02 / I Threw Glass at My Friend’s Eyes and Now I’m on Probation, Destroy Boys / The Love Witch (2016) dir. Anna Biller / The Beauty Myth — Sex, Naomi Wolf
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deadpoetneenzs · 10 months
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shadesofblue7 · 6 months
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Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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miragemirrors · 2 months
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First we must study how colonization works to decivilize the colonizer, to brutalize him in the true sense of the word, to degrade him, to awaken him to buried instincts, to covetousness, violence, race hatred, and moral relativism; and we must show that each time a head is cut off or an eye put out in Vietnam and in France they accept the fact, each time a little girl is raped and in France they accept the fact, each time a Madagascan is tortured and in France they accept the fact, civilization acquires another dead weight, a universal regression takes place, a gangrene sets in, a center of infection begins to spread; and that at the end of all these treaties that have been violated, all these lies that have been propagated, all these punitive expeditions that have been tolerated, all these prisoners who have been tied up and "interrogated, all these patriots who have been tortured, at the end of all the racial pride that has been encouraged, all the boastfulness that has been displayed, a poison has been instilled into the veins of Europe and, slowly but surely, the continent proceeds toward savagery. And then one fine day the bourgeoisie is awakened by a terrific reverse shock: the gestapos are busy, the prisons fill up, the torturers around the racks invent, refine, discuss. People are surprised, they become indignant. They say: "How strange! But never mind-it's Nazism, it will. pass!" And they wait, and they hope; and they hide the truth from themselves, that it is barbarism, but the supreme barbarism, the crowning barbarism that sums up all the daily barbarisms; that it is Nazism, yes, but that before they were its victims, they were its accomplices; that they tolerated that Nazism before it was inflicted on them, that they absolved it, shut their eyes to it, legitimized it, because, until then, it had been applied only to non-European peoples; that they have cultivated that Nazism, that they are responsible for it, and that before engulfing the whole of Western, Christian civilization in its reddened waters, it oozes, seeps, and trickles from every crack. Yes, it would be worthwhile to study clinically, in detail, the steps taken by Hitler and Hitlerism and to reveal to the very distinguished, very humanistic, very Christian bourgeois of the twentieth century that without his being aware of it, he has a Hitler inside him, that Hitler inhabits him, that Hitler is his demon, that if he rails against him, he is being inconsistent and that, at bottom, what he cannot forgive Hitler for is not crime in itself, the crime against man, it is not the humiliation of man as such, it is the crime against the white man, the humiliation of the white man, and the fact that he applied to Europe colonialist procedures which until then had been reserved exclusively for the Arabs of Algeria, the coolies of India, and the blacks of Africa. And that is the great thing I hold against pseudo-humanism: that for too long it has diminished the rights of man, that its concept of those rights has been - and still is - narrow and fragmentary, incomplete and biased and, all things considered, sordidly racist.
"Discourse on Colonialism", Aimé Césaire (1955), translated by Joan Pinkham (1972)
apply this as you will as the rabid fashisation of american libs even the smol beans on this godforsaken "queerest place on the internet"
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howljenky · 1 year
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Being known
Harrow the Ninth, Tamsyn Muir | Hannibal, Bryan Fuller | The song of Achilles, Madeline Miller | The Lovers of Valdaro, Italy | Nona the Ninth, Tamsyn Muir | @slightlybiohmy | Diary, Chuck Palahniuk | @chaseschases | The Affliction, Marie Howe
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invisible-pink-toast · 7 months
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Janet Beeler Shaw “Changes For Kirsten: A Winter Story” / Eric Roth “Forrest Gump” / The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) / Howard Ashman “To Be Free” / Suzanne Collins “The Hunger Games” / AURORA “When I Become a Bird” / Carl Holsoe “Reflections” / Marije Geerts “Thoughts” / How Things Fly / Reuben J. Spaulding “Flying Machine Drawing” / Maya Angelou “Caged Bird” / Craig Knowles “Taking Flight” / L.M. Montgomery “Anne of Green Gables” / Kelly Clarkson “Breakaway” / Neil Gaiman “The Sandman” / Christopher Curtis, Marjorie Duffield, Helen Park “Over the Moon” / Charlotte Brontë “Jane Eyre”
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xmcu-fietro · 2 years
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Goodbye Stranger by Rebecca Stead // Barry HBO, Season 2, Episode 4: What?! // I See You by Phoebe Bridgers // Erik Lehnsherr in X-Men: First Class // quote by C. S. Lewis // Frankenstein by Mary Shelley // Epiphany by Taylor Swift
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poisongardenz · 2 years
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Outbreaks - Kitchen Mckeown / Orchards - Holly Thompson / The Last Days of Judas Iscariot - Stephen Adly Guirgis / In the New Century I Gave You My Name - Alex Dimitrov
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creacherkeeper · 9 months
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~ portrait of a jackrabbit
{margaret atwood / @fairycosmos / no, august greenwood / still life with trophies of the hunt, pierre dupuise / neverafter, brennan lee mulligan / the dead father, donald barthelme / @creacherkeeper / hare vs rabbit, @gallusrostromegalus & @cherryistired / yves olade / @tyaz}
[ID: 10 images of text and 2 artworks collected in a litstack 1: you dangle on the leash / of your own longing; / your need grows teeth. 2: a tumblr post by fairycosmos that reads: i would describe myself as fun and light hearted and unburdened. please ignore the blood in my mouth 3: Attention's a drug that I can't get enough of / I tell myself taking the blame / And they walk away with a new pair of hands / And I walk away bearing their shame 4: (animal death cw) a detailed, realistic painting of the results of a hunt. there are multiple birds, including a quail, a dove, and a duck, lying on a cracked wooden table that's been draped over with red cloth. in between and beneath the birds, lying with its head hanging over the edge of the table, is a rabbit 5: Everyone you ever knew who told you that they would keep you safe as long as you behaved were already hurting you. Live your life without apology, little girl. It is never wrong to tell the truth about what you are. 6: He is mad about being small when you were big, but no, that's not it, he is mad about being helpless when you were powerful, but no, not that either, he is mad about being contingent when you were necessary, not quite it, he is insane because when he loved you, you didn't notice. 7: "Do you know where we're heading, Brandi with an I?" A short hum. "No. Wherever's safe." "Safe from what?" She held her knees a little tighter. "Everyone." 8: text on top of a drawing. the text reads, in italics with bullet points: - everyone freezes - you're considering your odds against roughly 200lbs of Suspiciously Humanoid Hare - and they're considering their odds against you the image is cropped from a larger comic, showing brown and white jackrabbits with large, glowing red eyes standing upright and visible in a circle of a flashlight's light 9: I know all the / ways already that love can be the wound, 10: Tell me that you chose me. / That you love me. / That you crave the dark. 11: a tumblr post by tyaz that reads: What do you mean killing isn't an act of devotion end ID]
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difficulties of loving people
saving francesca - melina marchetta // looking for alibrandi - melina marchetta // saving francesca - melina marchetta // bridesmaids - kristen wiig and annie mumolo // paper towns - john green
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deadpoetneenzs · 2 years
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🍂mom, I'm tired.
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shadesofblue7 · 4 months
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Benaim, Sabrina. "(i)." Depression & Other Magic Tricks.
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onmyowndaydream · 1 year
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Hunger
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Florence + the machine - Hunger // Caroline Walker Bynum - Holy Feast and Holy Fast: The Religious Significance of Food to Medieval Women // Simone de Beauvoir -- memories of a dutiful daughter // Benito Pérez Galdós-- Misericordia
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miragemirrors · 6 months
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Anne Boyer, "The Animal Model of Inescapable Shock", Garments Against Women
was gonna post this as part of a longer thing later but i am not fucking well
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ashtrayfloors · 2 years
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from her to eternity: From Her to Eternity album cover / Anwen Crawford, from The monarch of middlebrow (x) / American Murder Ballads (photographer unknown) / Ingrid Fernandez, from Brides' Tales: Visions of Feminine Virtue and Degradation in Nick Cave's Murder Ballads (x) / Bleddyn Butcher / Aurora Linnea, from I Went to a Show: Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds (x) / film still from the “Into My Arms” music video / C.I. Fautsch, from My Gender is Nick Cave (x) / film still from 20,000 Days on Earth / Ingrid Fernandez / film still from the “In the Ghetto” music video / Aurora Linnea / Miles Clenell / C.I. Fautsch / film still from Wings of Desire (Wim Wenders) / C.I. Fautsch / film still from Wings of Desire / Anwen Crawford / Noise Floor Photography (x) / Aurora Linnea
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