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Judith Butler’s queer theory
Hofstede’s national cultures
Anne Lister
Creative nonfiction and Gutkind
The queer culture of Berlin in the early to mid 1900s
Stone Butch Blues
Geoff Ryman’s novel 253
A room of one’s own by Virginia Woolf
The effect of Ibsen’s play ‘The Doll’s House’ on Chinese feminism
Feminist economics
The history of the term “Spinster”
Lesbian pulp fiction
Queerbaiting in Marketing
Saladin
Islamic cultures and their scientific discovers in the 5th-15th century
Take this isolation as an opportunity to indulge in yourself and your interest but do not force yourself to do things, I know it’s an anxiety fuelled time. Please feel free to add to the list and stay safe!
let me be tired
he lays there
in that dark embrace
with salt coated lungs
and a rotting tongue
he still sees
the sunlight holding
his body and laying
him down so gently
and when the
cold rushes in and
he can do nothing,
that golden boy
will cradle his
body, crumbling at the
touch, and he’ll laugh
one last time
- because he could never outshine a star
introducing johzenji high’s hottest boy band:
bobata kazuma, tsuchiyu arata, terushima yuuji, numajiri rintarou, higashiyama katsumichi
on semi-hiatus: futamata takeharu, iizaka nobuyoshi
do not want to articulate anything!! want only to walk barefoot in a sunlit courtyard with an overripe nectarine in one hand and a deeply battered paperback in the other !
- the book of tea, kakuzo okakura
in this essay i won’t
a compulsive obsession with cleanliness is beaten into us from birth, don’t curse, don’t scream, that’s dirty, don’t wear that, don’t touch that, that’s dirty, have sex, don’t have sex, that’s dirty, you made a mess, clean it up, your brother made a mess, your father made a mess, clean it up, pills instead of a gun, blood’s dirty, don’t play in a dress, you’ll get it dirty, open the windows and boil water with cinnamon and vanilla when da smokes, it’s dirty, older brother not learning he smokes til five years later, he can’t know, that’s dirty, don’t want things, don’t need things, desire can’t be pure, not yours, are you a virgin? have someone else’s hands taken that cleanliness? would that be so bad? of course it would, doesn’t he know there’s no cleanliness left in me to take? he doesn’t care, he’ll take my filth if it’s all i have, as long as he’s taking, as long as it’s all i have left, don’t love her, don’t touch her, that’s dirty, ive cleaned this kitchen ten times, it’s still dirty, da spilled his drink clean it up, he can’t know how bad he’s getting, this house must be clean, clean of him, clean of sin, clean of evidence at least, i’m not clean anymore but i try to be, i have to try, i can’t be dirty, and now it’s not about staying clean but only appearing to be, plato said there’s a class of woman who are receptacles for filth, a sewage system of women at the bottom, and i’m part of that, it feels like it, and now i’m a hopeless cause, i’m tainted, i’m dirty, and i can’t let it spread, what’s around me must stay clean, i can’t infect the world around me, i have to hold the filth inside and keep the world safe, but every woman is this way so what world is there to care for, because no one cares, no one sees, but they don’t want it dirty either, do they.
We’re being “dramatic” for Breonna Taylor.
For Ahmaud Arbery.
For George Floyd.
For Tony McDade.
For the people who lost their siblings.
For the people who lost their children.
For the people who lost their parents.
For the people who lost their lives.
We’re being “dramatic” because people died. Because people suffered.
black academia
the joy of discovering a new secondhand bookstore and then bringing far too many books home