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Because she arrives, vibrant, over and over again; we are at the beginning of a new history, or rather a process of becoming in which several histories intersect with one another. As a subject for history, woman always occurs simultaneously in several places. (In woman, personal history blends together with the history of all women, as well as national and world history.)
I wished that woman would write and proclaim this unique empire so that other women, other unacknowledged sovereigns, might exclaim: I, too, overflow; my desires have invented new desires, my body knows unheard of song. Time and again, I, too, have felt so full of luminous torrents I could burst – burst with forms much more beautiful than those which are put up in frames and sold for a stinking fortune.
"— Helene Cixous, Utopias (via heteroglossia)
(via neoyorzapoteca)
“THE MORE I KNOW MEN, THE MORE I LOVE MY DOG,” Marsha P. Johnson (August 24, 1945 - July 6, 1992) and friend, New York City, c. 1980s. Photo by Randy Wicker. #lgbthistory #HavePrideInHistory #Resist #MarshaPJohnson #PayItNoMind #Mood @payitnomind (at New York, New York)
Marsha P. Johnson at a Christopher Street Liberation rally with a curtain that has the words GAY LOVE written all over it, c. 1970s
by Audre Lorde
Coping by Audre Lorde
Ash Beckham - When to Take a Stand…and When to Let it Go
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I met a handsome young man on the beach in Puerto Vallarta. I began to suspect that he was gay, because every time he passed by he glanced at me smiling. Also, he liked pink towels. I thank Saint Anthony, the patron saint of lovers, because I tried my luck and talked with him, and now we’re a couple.
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"A freak but moist flower
tangles my lungs, knits into my heart,
crawls up my throat (…)
I let it take root with my moon-hope,
not knowing it would come to crowd me out,
to explode inside me this March."
— Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “The Love Plant,”
(via violentwavesofemotion)