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what are some of your favorite non fiction books could be about anything i just need to read more non fiction

walter benjamin, theses on the philosophy of history

jamie berrout, essays against publishing

peter brook, reading for the plot

eduardo galeano, open veins of latin america

jules gill-peterson, histories of the transgender child

franco fortini, the dogs of the sinai

saidiya hartman, wayward lives, beautiful experiments

emily k. hobson, lavender and red: liberation and solidarity in the gay and lesbian left

ghassan kanafani, on zionist literature

amin maalouf, the crusades through arab eyes

toni morrison, playing in the dark: whiteness and the literary imagination

dominique laporte, history of shit

vincent woodard, the delectable negro: human consumption and homoeroticism in US slave culture

#want to add to this list: Everybody loves a good drought #its a really good book especially if you want to read about the govt boasts a scheme/subsidiary versus how the beneficiaries feel about it

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would you still love me if i was a worm?

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Alice Te Punga Somerville, Always Italicise: How to Write While Colonised - Kupu rere kē

[ID: A poem titled: Kupu rere kē. [in italics] My friend was advised to italicise all the foreign words in her poems. This advice came from a well-meaning woman with NZ poetry on her business card and an English accent in her mouth. I have been thinking about this advice. The convention of italicising words from other languages clarifies that some words are imported: it ensures readers can tell the difference between a foreign language and the language of home. I have been thinking about this advice. Marking the foreign words is also a kindness: every potential reader is reassured that although you’re expected to understand the rest of the text, it’s fine to consult a dictionary or native speaker for help with the italics. I have been thinking about this advice. Because I am a contrary person, at first I was outraged — but after a while I could see she had a point: when the foreign words are camouflaged in plain type you can forget how they came to be there, out of place, in the first place. I have been thinking about this advice and I have decided to follow it. Now all of my readers will be able to remember which words truly belong in -[end italics]- Aotearoa -[italics]- and which do not.

Next image is the futurama meme: to shreds you say…]

(Image ID by @bisexualshakespeare)

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@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

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To The Substitute Art Teacher - Jordan Bolton

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i’m the commentator not paying attention to the game and gossiping about simon and garfunkel instead

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god i see what you do for others…….

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Language is, in other words, not necessary, but voluntary. If it were necessary, it would have stayed simple; it would not agitate our hearts with ever-present loveliness and ever-cresting ambiguity; it would not dream, on its long white bones, of turning into song.

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“What I love is the courage, the efforts, and the truthfulness. Strength is a rhythm, not an absolute.”

— Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947

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NANCY GROSSMAN YOU WILL SEE HEAVEN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Czesław Miłosz, from “I Sleep A Lot” (tr. Czesław Miłosz ), New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001

[Text ID: “I have read many books but I don’t believe them. When it hurts we return to the banks of certain rivers.”]

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Frank O'Hara, from “Biotherm (for Bill Berkson)”, The Collected Poems