Do they still count, these hours I’ve spent on my own, do they still count if I’m saving all of my shiniest thoughts for you? paige m lewis, “LAST NIGHT I DREAMED I MADE MYSELF” listen the mention of silence is worse than the silence itself paige m lewis, “DIORAMA OF GHOSTS“
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james named the new place—his place—after this song. as if i needed more reasons to stay for tattoos in houston, i would only give guts & marrow to shelter tattoo 10708 grant rd (77070) james.m.samaniego@gmail.com IG: @jamessamaniego
excerpts from THE SURRENDER by veronica scott esposito
I did not know where this was headed. I did not know if I wanted to be a woman, if I wanted to be a person in a man’s body who could look sexy in a dress, if I wanted to be something else. I only knew I was realizing desires I had held asContinue reading “excerpts from THE SURRENDER by veronica scott esposito”
One steadfast, activist colleague of mine at the university promised to go with me no matter what; another begged me not to go, insisting that my presence wouldn’t affect what happened, and all I would do out there was freeze to death. I tried to explain to her that you don’t go to a vigilContinue reading
hope is where you find it—
rise up—jayna brown [live]
Out in the sunlight, I keep holding her hand. Though her eyes are devoid of feeling, fat tears stream down, and she curses me for dragging her to this godforsaken place—me with my fucking therapy and passion for the old crap. mary karr
The whole of this film is one gorgeous hymn to the feminine mystique. For who would want to be the dumbfounded, piston-like Alexandre pumping his genitals, when instead you could be this most sensitive creature brimming with the rarest emotions? veronica scott esposito, on the double life of véronique
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