— Kathy Acker
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When other people I knew in grad school read Kathy Acker’s books they were shocked. Appalled. Particularly most of the budding young feminists. I actually began weeding out women friends by their reactions to her books. The ones that smiled and lowered their eyes with sly understanding and touched themselves, I kept. The ones that freaked out, well, they were idiots. Once I read a paragraph from Empire of the Senseless in my theory of gender class and one of the women began to cry and ran out and barfed. No shit. Pussy, I thought.
—Lidia Yuknavitch, from The Chronology of Water
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I need to see your flesh. You.
This is all I know now: want.
I can no longer explain this. What I feel. Why I feel.
What is happening to me — want's finally overcoming me — is irrevocable, as irrevocable as everything that has happened to me in the past —
I'm going to continue being alone and not talking to anyone. But under this mysterious sign, which doesn't exist, where in front of me is only you…distant, ironic, cruel…, I need to see your flesh just once.
Kathy Acker, from “My Mother: Demonology”
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"Meanwhile the temperature is getting hotter and hotter so no one can think clearly. No one perceives. No one cares. Insane madness come out like life is a terrific party."
Kathy Acker, New York City in 1979
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twin peaks // pussy, king of the pirates by kathy acker
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Raggedy Man, I remember you, and you are late for my wedding!
Amy Pond + Eurydice in the Underworld, Kathy Acker
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Kathy Acker, April 18, 1947 – November 30, 1997.
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It’s possible to hate and despise yourself ‘cause you’ve been in prison for so long. It’s possible to get angrier and angrier. It’s possible to hate everything that isn’t wild and free.
Kathy Acker, Blood and Guts in High School
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annotation from my copy of blood and guts in high school
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She was an articulator of the post-sixties bohemian bad girl. Not a hippie but a kind of art thug. Kathy [Acker] was the girl who knew she had something to say that mattered, who loved sex and music and refused to be obedient. Later cultural movements like punk girls, riot grrrls, rockers, goths, and even, weirdly, the deadly chick lit, can trace their origins to the territory she pioneered and the devoted followings she inspired in her day.
The Gentrification of the Mind: Witness to a Lost Imagination, by Sarah Schulman
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KATHY ACKER ph. Jo Mazelis ca. 1980s
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When the flesh is torn (incarceration is broken and language emerges) . . .
Kathy Acker, from “My Mother: Demonology”
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pussy, king of the pirates by kathy acker
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