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Linda Pastan, from Waiting for My Life: Poems; "Elsewhere"
[Text ID: "your kiss brushes my mouth / like the wing of a bird / whose feathers / will be used elsewhere / for arrows, for pens, / for prophecy."]
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on mothers
Nayyirah Waheed, Salt//Annie Ernaux, I Remain in Darkness//Ella Wilson, Take Care: Mothers, Daughters and Inheriting Self-Hatred//Sam Gordon, A Mother's Hate//Karl Brjullov, The Last Day of Pompeii//wych elm, Susan Smith//Lady Bird (2017)//@bitterl//Pheobe Bridgers, Kyoto//@filmnoirsbian,the killing grounds//Acacia, mommy//John Green, Turtles All the Way Down//?
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a lot of people are using nex as a queer talking point without even mentioning they were choctaw and 2S. without even mentioning that this - harassment, assault, murder, disappearances, lies/indifference/denial about the circumstances of our death - is typical of the violence we face. not once have i seen non-native people address that we, as natives, face this same treatment within queer communities. that queer institutions use our land while declining to offer native-inclusive and -sensitive care. we suffer at the hands of white lgbt+ people just as much as we do at the hands of people outside the community.
nex is not your NB pariah. nex was a 2S, NB, choctaw child. thousands of native people go missing and are killed and no one cares. many are two-spirit. many are LGBTQIA+. many are "queer" in ways only defined and recognised by our closed cultures, that you may never hear of and may never understand.
if you are going to flock to nex, you are not going to take them from us post-mortem. they were choctaw. they were native. their tribal affiliation has already been falsely reported on. if you are talking about nex, you will talk about how unwelcoming and dangerous your communities are for us, too. you will talk about how natives face this violence constantly, everywhere. you will not remove nex from the context of them being choctaw, ever - or you won't say their name at all.
even when we die, you don't care about us. i am telling you to care about us if you want us to stop dying.
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The quackity studios tweet for today...
And the full picture for clarity
(I adore Philza being called 'child of the sky' its such a good phrase)
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Maddie: So a little bird told me that you had a not so little crush on my baby brother.
Eddie: ...Is that a problem?
Maddie, amused: No, Eddie. That's not why I'm here.
Eddie: Oh. Then why are you here?
Maddie: Because, it's going to be pride soon, and I wanted to give you a heads up. Buck has decided to go shirtless this year, so I hope you like body glitter.
Eddie: Ay, dios mios.
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" Artık herkes
Olması gerektiği yerde.."
___________ Alıntı..🕊️
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Sun makes the day new.
Tiny green plants emerge from earth.
Birds are singing the sky into place.
There is nowhere else I want to be but here.
I lean into the rhythm of your heart to see where it will take us.
Joy Harjo, For Keeps
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Adele Ne Jame, ed. by Nathalie Handal, from The Poetry of Arab Women: A Contemporary Anthology; “Somnambulist”
[Text ID: "His kisses are deep roses, the flutter of birds."]
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Variel Lavellan: Ean’tusahnelan, Herald of Daybreak
I was so lucky to snatch this commission from @deeplord of my canon Inquisitor!!! I looove how this turned out and it’s magical to be able to see her captured so well. 🥺 Thank you again!!
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What's there in the world except his eyes?
-filmythings
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He held me so softly that I wished he wouldn't ever let me go. I felt at home.
Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.
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