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Yi Yi (2000), dir. Edward Yang

Like Father, Like Son (2013), dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda

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some of my favorite male-female friendships in lgbtq+ media

blue gate crossing / frances ha / lady bird / moral / anne with an e / but I'm a cheerleader/ stranger things / young royals / queer as folk

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Imeretian Sketches (1979), dir. Nana Mchedlidze

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The Botanist (2016) | documentary short film directed by Maude Plante-Husaruk and Maxime Lacoste-Lebuis

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Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West

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Paige Lewis, Space Struck

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I’m a miserable excuse for a planet.

I move through life like I’m trying to avoid a stranger’s vacation photo.

I come from the same place as everyone else, the place where people take and the taking becomes its own person. Where everyone hurts and gets hurt, and the hurt can be heard asking the same question— Why isn’t anybody stopping this? And the powerfully worse take a vote, they elect their answer carefully: Stopping what ?

excerpts from the poem THE TERRE HAUTE PLANETARIUM REJECTED MY PROPOSAL by Paige Lewis

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"the body says I am / and the rose sighs Touch me, I am dying / in the pleatpetal purring of mouthweathered May."

Karen Volkman, May (2002)

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the moths by mary oliver

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there is a girl in my class who sits on the edge of the pool with her feet skimming the water:

as if it might rise up to meet her, knowing her touch is a permission enough;

i watch her from a distance, from the shuddering dark behind my ribs,

and it feels like trying to drink rain through a closed window.

i have forgotten the language of hunger that does not devour; this is not to say i am empty — only that i do not trust my own hands to hold anything holy without breaking it.

the sky leans low, blue and cracked and blistering, and i wonder:

if i knelt at her shadow and called it a miracle, would i be forgiven?

let us pretend, just briefly, that i could gather fireflies in my mouth and speak nothing but light, that my wanting would be soft enough to bloom instead of bleed;

that if she looked back, i would not tremble apart like a web at first rain.

and if she says my name out loud, would it sound any different than a prayer?

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Queers by the Water Bodies : Cinema Parallels

Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019), French

I Dream in Another Language (2017), Spanish

The Dream Songs (2022), Korean

I Told Sunset About You (2020), Thai

Fried Green Tomatos (1991), English

Down The River (2004), Thai

Sayounara (2018), Japanese

Malila: The Farewell Flower (2017), Thai

Blue (2002), Japanese

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richard serra

list of verbs for making art

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Poetry is not a genre in harmony with the modern world; its innermost nature is hostile or indifferent to the dogmas of modern times, progress and the cult of the future. Of course some poets have sincerely and passionately believed in progressive ideals, but their works say something quite different. Poetry, whatever the manifest content of the poem, is always a violation of the rationalism and morality of bourgeois society. Our society believes in history: newspapers, radio, television, the now; poetry, by its very nature, is atemporal.

Octavio Paz, Sor Juana: Or the Traps of Faith (1982)

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E. E. Cummings, from "If I have made, my lady, intricate"

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Madison Julius Cawein, “Spring On The Hills”

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Vanishing World by Sayaka Murata

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an incomplete list of unsettling short stories I read in textbooks

the scarlet ibis

marigolds

the diamond necklace

the monkey’s paw

the open boat

the lady and the tiger

the minister’s black veil

an occurrence at owl creek bridge

a rose for emily

(I found that one by googling “short story corpse in the house,” first result)

the cask of amontillado

the yellow wallpaper

the most dangerous game

a good man is hard to find

some are well-known, some obscure, some I enjoy as an adult, all made me uncomfortable between the ages of 11-15

add your own weird shit, I wanna be literary and disturbed