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Xinyu Han (Chinese, b. 1998), Next Question, 2020. Oil on canvas, 18 x 24 in.

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“ You’re now our daughter ”

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Hilma af Klint, 1915-1917

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“I wept when she touched me. I wept as if I had never been touched before. Her eyes spoke of catastrophe. Her touch was angelic and torturous.”

— Lola Ridge, from To the Many; Collected Poems of Lola Ridge; “Hellish,”

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“Since I’ve had to be without your sweetest presence, I have not wished to hear or see any other human being, but as the turtle-dove, having lost its mate, perches forever on its little dried up branch, so I lament endlessly till I shall enjoy your trust again. I look about and do not find my lover — she does not comfort me even with a single word.

Indeed when I reflect on the loveliness of your most joyful speech and aspect, I am utterly depressed, for I find nothing now that I could compare with your love, sweet beyond honey and honeycomb, compared with which the brightness of gold and silver is tarnished. What more?”

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me: *breaks down crying in the privacy of my own home*

my brain: you’re faking your emotions for attention. you’re just doing this because you think it makes for a cool personal narrative

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thinking about the homosocial relationship able to explored in the summer of one’s life that must be abandoned for heterosexual marriage but always mourned and that the dream is to exist in some sort of prolonged state of summer, wilderness, and irresponsibility in which that relationship can continue and those vows you made can still be honored like

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Wind And Sun. Laura Knight.

Ragazze sulla riva. Aldo Affortunati.

Contadine al riposo. Angiolo Tommasi.

Élégant chers au repos à côté d'un étang. Louis Émile Adan.

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women showing erotic tenderness towards other women be like ‘dress and undress me in your clothes. let me help you put on this jewelry. let me unbutton your clothes, let me untie your corset, let me help you in and out of a bath i filled and scented with your favorite perfumes. let’s just sit together, naked, open, and just be vulnerable with other away from the eyes of men’ 

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“Is there no context for our lives? No song, no literature, no poem full of vitamins, no history connected to experience that you can pass along to help us start strong? You are an adult. The old one, the wise one. Stop thinking about saving your face. Think of our lives and tell us your particularized world. Make up a story. Narrative is radical, creating us at the very moment it is being created. We will not blame you if your reach exceeds your grasp; if love so ignites your words they go down in flames and nothing is left but their scald. Or if, with the reticence of a surgeon’s hands, your words suture only the places where blood might flow. We know you can never do it properly - once and for all. Passion is never enough; neither is skill. But try. For our sake and yours forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don’t tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief s wide skirt and the stitch that unravels fear’s caul. You, old woman, blessed with blindness, can speak the language that tells us what only language can: how to see without pictures. Language alone protects us from the scariness of things with no names. Language alone is meditation.”- Toni Morrison “The Nobel Lecture In Literature,” 1993

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well she’s not wrong