They say brave but I don’t want it.
Who will we mourn today. Or won’t we.Black all the windows. Lower
down the afternoon. I barricadeall my belonging. I am mostly never real
American or anythingavailing. But I do take. And take
what’s given. The smell of blood.I breathe it in. The dirt so thick with our good
fortune. And who pays for it. And what am Ibut fear, but wanting. I’ll bite
the feeding hand until I’m fedand buried. In the shining day.
All deadly goodintentions. A catalogue of virtues.
This is how I’ll disappear.
"In the republic of flowers I studied
the secrets of hanging clothes I didn’t
know if it was raining or someone
was frying eggs I held the skulls
of words that mean nothing you left
between the hour of the ox and the hour
of the rat I heard the sound of two
braids I watched it rain through
a mirror am I asking to be spared
or am I asking to be spread your body
smelled like cathedrals and I kept
your photo in a bottle of mezcal
semen-salt wolf’s teeth you should have
touched my eyes until they blistered
kissed the skin of my instep for thousands
of years sealed honey never spoils
won’t crystallize I saw myself snapping
a swan’s neck I needed to air out
my eyes the droplets on a spiderweb
and the grace they held who gave me
permission to be this person to drag
my misfortune on this leash made of gold"
— Saudade, Erika L. Sánchez
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If you’re reading this post, then it means that you’ve gotten through 100% of your bad days till now.
It means that you’re still here, although as tired as you may be of fighting, you’re here. And that’s what matters the most.
Look how far you’ve come without giving up yet, and even though the path ahead seems long, you’ll get there someday. One step at a time, one day at a time, you’ll reach the light at the end of this tunnel.
Something I really loved about Black Panther is that it’s such a perfect example of how when you have a healthy number of women in a movie, there’s so much more freedom to have them behave and think and react in different ways, because none of them are bearing the weight of being The Female Character. You can show all kinds of different ways of being women without it being a statement on women in general the way it is when there’s only one female character.
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shes right and she should say it
From The Female Price of Male Pleasure by Lily Loofbourow
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Home of the Day by hervinsyah
what society needs to understand is that friendship and romance are not ranks, tiers, or levels. they are not above or below each other. romance is not a promotion. friendship is not a demotion. romance is not “more than” being friends with someone. friendship and romance are concepts that exist on equal terms, side by side. sometimes they happen to coincide. other times they never intersect at all. how relationships are classified is up to the individuals involved but like?? neither is inherently more or less valuable is the thing
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