un-sulk
Glass bunnies will tire themselves but they ll always wear the crown
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Toni Morrison on grief
good news: it has passed & you will never have to experience it again.
bad news: it has passed & you will never have to experience it again
every time you leave the house w some aspect of your physical appearance challenging norms but honoring yourself, you get a little firmer in your conviction that you have the right to exist and be a body however tf you want
this is going to have me on my hands and knees dry heaving
Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Set Design”
Natalie Wee, from "Asami Writes to Korra for Three Years"
#i mourn everything my hands touched
Introduction to The Iliad, Emily Wilson
Weiner dog wearing armor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival (2002)
“Ugliness is a pathway to intimacy. You can’t have intimacy without trust, and you can’t have trust without vulnerability. In order to be vulnerable, you have to reveal parts of yourself that are dismissed as capital-U Ugly. There’s also this piece around disability — the interdependence of disability is inescapable. I feel like access is not a burden, it’s an amazing opportunity to be generative, to deepen community, relationships, everything.
When I think about intimacy and its connections to beauty, I feel like it’s more connected to ugliness than beauty. I think the only way that we can build intimacy is through ugliness. For example, there is something very magnificent about how disabled people build access to intimacy — that kind of intimacy that comes with not being afraid to state your access needs. Not beauty, but the magnificence or the learned experiences that ugliness teaches you on how to survive. People see this as an extremist thing, but what I’m saying is that it’s been a way in my life to not let go of people, and to live in that interdependence that doesn’t always feel revolutionary and good. Sometimes it fucking sucks — sometimes you just want to be able to take a walk by yourself. Sometimes it sucks to have to depend on someone to help you take a walk by yourself.
There are times when it’s incredibly hard. I’ve learned and we have all learned so many different pieces of how to survive, how to be and thrive within our lived experiences. The alternative is to pretend it away, but I also think there is something with disability that doesn’t allow you to turn away. You could try to pretend it away even though your reality is not such. But there’s a concreteness to me about disability that doesn’t allow you to pretend it away.
Shitty things happen. Ugliness is all around us all the time. Sometimes shit is not beautiful and that’s okay, that’s actually more generative, there is a depth to that. If I was able-bodied and I didn’t fall all the time, I would never know that experience and that depth. There have been so many amazing strangers who have helped me pick up all of my things from the sidewalk, from the floor, helped me get some ice. All of these pieces of everyday life are so connected to those moments of intimacy. There’s something in that.”
Why Ugliness is Vital in the Age of Social Media - Mia Mingus
comments left on the video for Iceblink Luck by Cocteau Twins
The Beaches of Agnès (2008)
youre weirdly obsessed with finding meaning
bro stop talking about yearning. go make mistakes and learn
Fontainebleau State Park, Louisiana by Lana Gramlich
“That isn’t who I want to be so I will simply not become it” are words I repeat to myself often these days.
mi rau
I constantly long for beautiful moments forgetting I am the creator of them.
Continuing to be warm and soft and open to the possibilities of life even when it seems hopeless and you’re heartbroken and soul sick does actually work btw. Like there will be love around you again and real recognizes real
it still comes as a surprise that closeness cannot be achieved from a safe distance
John Cage to Merce Cunningham, June 29 1943
You have to forgive yourself, because self-shame is self-sabotage.
You're not immune to being the bully btw. You're not immune to being in the wrong
how to wash a heart, bhanu kapil
Crystal Wilkinson, “Witness”
Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
- William Fargason, Cain.
Mary Szybist, from Incarnadine: Poems