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post secret 08.04.18
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from the series »thoughts on romance from the road« by victoria crayhon
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Untitled (You Construct Intricate Rituals Which Allow You To Touch The Skin Of Other Men)
Barbara Kruger 1981
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unrequ-ited · 8 years
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Small town dogma builds a man into a locked door. Builds him into a collection box of they-don’t-belong-here. Floods the rivers with communion wine and promises God to all who drink. Man becomes wary of anyone who doesn’t look like him or think like him or love like him. Man becomes cocked gun and buckshot, chipped plaster and paint. Man becomes house in foreclosure.   When his son finds happiness in a boy’s body, the secret clogs the sink. Boy fears man will see good love as blasphemy. Boy feeds confessions to the shower drain and pretends he isn’t standing knee-deep.   He grows up. Learns that man wears fear in different colors than boy once did. He sees his father crack around the distance between them, sees how the future is suddenly so much closer and the father is suddenly so much farther and forgiveness walks the razor with damnation. Boy turned man turns water: floats with the bottles towards salvation. Floats with his childhood towards the house that small town dogma built his father into.   Boy turned man turned water has given up the shame they starved him with. Boy turned man turned water carries the old secrets to his father’s front steps   and knocks.
LAST CALL FOR ABSENT FATHERS by Ashe Vernon
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unrequ-ited · 8 years
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I just finished “A Little Life” by Hanya Yanagihara. My heart is broken. I cried so much. Like ACTUALLY cried. Sobbing with tears rolling down my face throughout this book. I fell in love with Jude. I wanted to fix him so bad. I get that the book is exaggerated but I liked that. The book moves beautifully and kept me coming back to find out what had happened. Love yourself, love others, create your own little life with people that love you. #alittlelife #hanyayanagihara #newyorknewyork
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Messages to the Public Spectacolor electronic sign 20 x 40 ft. Text: Truisms, 1977–79 Times Square, New York © Jenny Holzer, member Artists Rights Society (ARS), NY 
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Gouache on paper. Na Kim, 2016
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i am my king. my sun. i unbecome, and then, i am divine
Alwina, from “renascence,” published in Vanitas (via lifeinpoetry)
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let boys be feminine
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unrequ-ited · 9 years
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