June 2009
47 posts
Standing on the Beach Looking from the Ocean's...
journal entry, 5.27.09
Each wave forms and then charges toward the shore, like a team member urged on to break a red rover line, with the might one punches a wall, anticipating the rocks like fuck you. Then it retreats, the next’s turn. Like the ocean is eternally wailing and mourning its relegation to only liquid matter. It rages against the solid, against the grass-is-greener-on-the-other...
Asthma Attack
When you have an asthma attack, you can’t breathe. When you can’t breathe, you can hardly talk. To make a sentence all you get is the air in your lungs. Which isn’t much. Three to six words, if that. You learn the value of words. You rummage through the jumble in your head. Choose the crucial ones—those cost you too. Let healthy people toss out whatever comes to mind, the way you throw out the...
May 2009
29 posts
“The reproduction and transformation of social institutions is accomplished...”
– Goffman, Adams, & Sydie
The ‘Victims,’ ‘Perpetrators,’ and Regulators of...
Work from this year. Thoughts welcome.
In late March 2009, a 14-year old girl was arrested in Passaic County, New Jersey for posting 30 nude pictures of herself on MySpace. In what is thought to be the first case of its kind, the New Jersey resident was charged with possession and distribution of child pornography, and if convicted, could face up to seventeen years in jail. Furthermore,...
17 Arrested at Anti-Coal Protests in West Virginia
“In West Virginia, seventeen people were arrested Saturday during a series of protests against the coal industry. The protesters marked a new phase of Operation Appalachian Spring, a campaign to end mountaintop removal mining. The first two arrests occurred when two activists wearing hazmat suits and respirators boated onto an eight-billion-gallon toxic coal slurry lake to unfurl a...
“Good art pushes boundaries, it does not simply repeat that which can be observed...”
– http://www.womanist-musings.com/search/label/Nigel%20Lythgoe (via igather)
siqued out
i know it’s nothing new. tumblr, weheartit, and ffffound are all only neoGlamour magazines, targeted at and resold to a different market. winners of the tumblarity contest all reproduce the same grotesque, pastel fairy tales, they all reinforce gender dichotomy and standard body types in that familiar women’s-magazine-fashion, and they’re all heteronormative...
“The 1980s have already been a time of great sexual suffering. They have also...”
– Gayle Rubin
“I have some problems here, because I think there’s some anti-feminism in queer...”
– Judith Butler interview (via igather)
delayprocrastinate:
Flagrant Fowl - Sunrise...
“I wear my skin only as thin as I have to, armor myself only as much as seems...”
– from Skin: Talking About Sex, Class & Literature by Dorothy Allison (via lalilster) (via deltafoxtrot) (via igather)
“Sexual practice has the power to destabilize gender. Normative sexuality...”
– Judith Butler
“Creativity takes courage.”
– HENRI MATISSE
NY Times Alert:
Rachel Alexandra, ridden by Calvin Borel, won the 134th Preakness Stakes at Pimlico Race Course in Baltimore on Saturday. She is the first filly to win the Preakness in 85 years.
guaranteed
sweets are the key to my heart
nightmarebrunette:
Bat For Lashes — I’m On Fire...
craigslist closes "erotic services" section →
a really sad day.
spin art
at the party the music was heavy. the heavy parts invaded your personal space, swelling and retreating, like a belly breathing. it shrank and inflated the space in the room halfway like spin art. that sweet potato lying there on the pan alone looks like a body. love me, i had a bad dream. we agreed to meet in oregon, and when i got there you were lit at a party and asking me to stay, because you...
“Right now I only want two things - you and time to write. These people out here...”
– Hunter S. Thompson (via jennifurmarie)
“These small bats were waking up around me. They made a tremendous din. I heard...”
– Marie Darrieussecq, Pig Tales
never in the night when the knot grows tighter than thinkers can untie and all the last half dammed rivers have gone dry does the cock crow thrice until someone is denied or the morning comes you wonder if you ever get your shit together what is that, a leather sofa and a feather in an old fur hat fake tat lost in a box of cracker jacks practicing your plane wreck face in a first class lav?
...
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than...”
– Anais Nin
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Paradise Poem
I want to get as close as possible to rain without actually being in it, my umbrella in total collapse, just another metaphysical argument. I would rather spend an hour with a dying squirrel than tour a cathedral although i like the poor lighting, the tortured frescos as if you could be threatened into paradise. I’d miss my bicycle. I tried painting it so ugly so no one would steal it....
