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65 LGBT Books by Black Authors
In honor of Pride Month obviously, here’s my next list! Please continue to add authors and books to this list! 
The Color Purple by Alice Walker
Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin
Another Country by James Baldwin
Tell Me How Long the Train’s Been Gone by James Baldwin
Invisible Life by E. Lynn Harris
Just as I am (Invisible Life #2) by E. Lynn Harris
I Say a Little Prayer by E. Lynn Harris
Hood Witch by Faylita Hicks
You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson
Full Disclosure by Camryn Garrett
By Any Means Necessary by Candice Montgomery
A Dream so Dark by LL McKinney
The Stars and the Blackness Between Them by Junauda Petrus
Build Yourself a Boat by Camonghne Felix
Little and Lion by Brandy Colbert
Skin Deep Magic by Craig Laurance Gidney
The Summer We Got Free by Mia McKenzie
Juniper Leaves by Jaz Joyner
Queer Africa - Selected Stories
The Yellow Brownstone by Lisa K. Stephenson
Freedom in This Village by E. Lynn Harris
Black Like Us: A Century of Lesbian, Gay, and Bisexual African American Fiction by Devon W. Carbado
In Case You Forgot by Frederick Smith and Chaz Lamar
Mogul by Terrance Dean
Potomac University Series by Rashid Darden
The Secrets of Eden by Brandon Goode
Let’s Talk About Love by Claire Kann
Growing Up Girl: An Anthology of Voices from Marginalized Spaces by Michelle Sewell
Talking at the Gates: A Life of James Baldwin by James Campbell
Black Lesbian in White America by Anita Cornwell**
If We Have to Take Tomorrow by Frank Leon, White Roberts, and Marvin K.
Brother to Brother: New Writings by Black Gay Men edited by Essex Hemphill
In the Life: A Black Gay Anthology by Joseph Beam
Sister Outsider by Audre Lorde
Real Life by Brandon Taylor
Here for It by R. Eric Thomas
Romance in Marseille by Claude McKay
A Brief History of Seven Killings by Marlon James
Under the Udala Trees by Chinelo Okparanta
The House You Pass on the Way by Jacqueline Woodson
Black Deutschland by Darryl Pinckney
A Visitation of Spirits by Randall Kenan
Crossfire: A Litany for Survival by Staceyann Chin
The Other Side of Paradise: A Memoir by Staceyann Chin
Sister Outsider by Audre Lorde
Felix Ever After by Kacen Callender
How We Fight for Our Lives by Saeed Jones
Zami: A New Spelling of My Name by Audre Lorde
Don’t Call Us Dead by Danez Smith
Lives of Great Men by Chike Frankie Edozien
Burnt Men by Oluwasegun Romeo Oriogun**
She Called Me Woman edited by Azeenarh Mohammed, Chitra Nagarajan, and Rafeeat Aliyu
B-Side and Other Misheard Lyrics by L.M. Bennett
For Sizakele by Yvonne “Fly” Onakeme Etaghene
Black Power Barbie Volume 1: Love Lives of Heroes by Shay Youngblood
Loving Her by Ann Allen Shockley
No Telephone to Heaven by Michelle Cliff
Something Better than Home by Leona Beasley
Here Comes the Sun by Nicole Dennis-Benn
Yabo by Alexis De Veaux
Fragments that Remain by Steven Corbin
Vanishing Rooms by Melvin Dixon
Blackbird by Larry Duplechan
B-Boy Blues Series by James Earl Hardy
The Gilda Stories by Jewelle Gomez
**I could not find links to buy both of these books, so if anyone is able to please add them to the post!
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ophiocephale · 4 years
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reblogging the new version
reminder that this blog, while not politically focused, supports BLM. bootlickers and racists aren’t welcome here, and never will be.
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ophiocephale · 4 years
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The loneliness is suffocating. At all hours, a ringing in my ears - that undertone. In the store, in the shower, in front of the people I love. Lonely like a fist in the mouth, like netting in my diaphragm, like a rotted tooth. Everything I put in my body just feels like cotton, all smooth and numb and unsatisfying. Who am I even looking for. What do I seek. What went to bed and never woke up inside me.
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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First painting in about 4 years: Japanese Hibiscus Flower; HB graphite sketch, watercolor paints on A4 printer paper.
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got my first cactus! I’m unsure of the species, so would welcome any input
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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An amazing woman—saw a Facebook post on her a while ago but I’m so happy this popped up in my feed so I can reblog.
“In 1984, when Ruth Coker Burks was 25 and a young mother living in Arkansas, she would often visit a hospital to care for a friend with cancer.
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During one visit, Ruth noticed the nurses would draw straws, afraid to go into one room, its door sealed by a big red bag. She asked why and the nurses told her the patient had AIDS.
On a repeat visit, and seeing the big red bag on the door, Ruth decided to disregard the warnings and sneaked into the room.
In the bed was a skeletal young man, who told Ruth he wanted to see his mother before he died. She left the room and told the nurses, who said, "Honey, his mother’s not coming. He’s been here six weeks. Nobody’s coming!”
Ruth called his mother anyway, who refused to come visit her son, who she described as a "sinner" and already dead to her, and that she wouldn't even claim his body when he died.
“I went back in his room and when I walked in, he said, "Oh, momma. I knew you’d come", and then he lifted his hand. And what was I going to do? So I took his hand. I said, "I’m here, honey. I’m here”, Ruth later recounted.
Ruth pulled a chair to his bedside, talked to him
and held his hand until he died 13 hours later.
After finally finding a funeral home that would his body, and paying for the cremation out of her own savings, Ruth buried his ashes on her family's large plot.
After this first encounter, Ruth cared for other patients. She would take them to appointments, obtain medications, apply for assistance, and even kept supplies of AIDS medications on hand, as some pharmacies would not carry them.
Ruth’s work soon became well known in the city and she received financial assistance from gay bars, "They would twirl up a drag show on Saturday night and here'd come the money. That's how we'd buy medicine, that's how we'd pay rent. If it hadn't been for the drag queens, I don't know what we would have done", Ruth said.
Over the next 30 years, Ruth cared for over 1,000 people and buried more than 40 on her family's plot most of whom were gay men whose families would not claim their ashes.
For this, Ruth has been nicknamed the 'Cemetery Angel'.”— by Ra-Ey Saley
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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Black bitter coffee morning Blue night steam on windows your breath I’m still trying to scrape off still trying to get this blue dye out of my head but that record keeps scratching and moaning moaning and scratching your name.
— Pamela Sneed, from “Blues Suite,” Imagine Being More Afraid of Freedom than Slavery
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sad that I won’t let him eat pencils
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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somebody needs to stop me I am buying so many seeds now that spring is only a couple months away
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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Actually, I rather like being trans
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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what pewdiepie did:
- turned the war against T-Series into a charity event that raised 200 thounsand dollars in a day
- that’s not even counting the millions of dollars he raised for charity during his entire career
- shouted out numerous small creators so they get some attention (we all know youtube’s algorithm sucks)
- brought attention to a channel who’s host had passed away, knowing it was his dream to have a popular channel on youtube. his parents now host the channel.
- constantly interacts with his fans via community driven videos, gives attention to numerous artists that post on his subreddit
y’all:
- “he said the n word that one time, so :////////”
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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I’m so excited for winter bc I can finally wear all my big sweaters again without getting heatstroke
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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the police/legal systems in the US are literally built on white supremacy
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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hmm.
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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why is this relatable
Self care is stupid I want to beat my dad with his own bones
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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oh no, i don’t condone abusive relationships! i just write, reblog, and create art, fanfic, meta, gifsets, and other content that portrays an abusive relationship as sexy, attractive, ideal, and the only true choice for each character. most of the time i put them in happy aus or situations despite claiming that i only ship them because of the angst! that’s not condoning abuse, you silly antis!
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ophiocephale · 5 years
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I crack up when I read the words “internal organs” like, with the exception of the skin, if your organs are external they are not yours anymore
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