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Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems

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If you are trans and received piss poor care from Planned Parenthood in Los Angeles, please DM me.

Im looking to collect accounts from fellow trans people who experienced denial of care or dehumanization whilst receiving treatment at PP—it does not have to be related to gender affirming treatment. Any testimony about poor treatment or misgendering is important.

A lot of people (rightly) support PP for their important work in reproductive justice but that doesn’t mean they are above reproach or that it excuses them from being shitty to marginalized people who come to them for care.

If you feel comfortable speaking to me, im looking to write and publish an article highlighting the perils of navigating the healthcare system as a trans person, specifically around reproductive healthcare and how entities like PP do little to improve their bedside manner/treat us with basic dignity and profit socially and financially because they gave us trans people a little healthcare as a treat. I want to stress that our conversations will remain confidential

We deserve better. We deserve to survive.

Louise Glück, from “Marathon”, Poems 1962 - 2012

Why do u like water so much

Showers 🚿 leave you feeling clean and refreshed 🧖 Pools of water are pretty to look at and touch✨ Waves are playful but sometimes dangerous 🌊 There is so much to admire in the elusive character of water 🧚 As with fire, earth and air!

‘Children of Shatila’ (Lebanon, 1998) film by Mai Masri. In this scene the youth of the Palestinian refugee camp interview an elder with a video camera.

From the National Geographic cover on IRAN, July 1999 (Volume 196, No. 1)

in love

“I have grown weary of talking about life as if it is deserved, or earned, or gifted, or wasted. I’m going to be honest about my scorecard and just say that the math on me being here and the people who have kept me here doesn’t add up when weighed against the person I’ve been and the person I can still be sometimes. But isn’t that the entire point of gratitude? To have a relentless understanding of all the ways you could have vanished, but haven’t? The possibilities for my exits have been endless, and so the gratitude for my staying must be equally endless.”

— Hanif Abdurraqib, from “On Times I Have Forced Myself Not to Dance,” in A Little Devil in America