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If Fox thinks that a Muslim can’t write a book about Christianity
would they agree that men can’t write legislation about women?
so why does the flexed bicep emoji hands looks like a sloth
1. when love arrives - sarah kay & phil kaye [link]love arrives exactly when love is supposed to and love leaves exactly when love must. when love arrives, say, ‘welcome. make yourself comfortable.’ if love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. turn off the music. listen to the quiet. whisper, ‘thank you for stopping by.’
2. honest - rudy francisco [link]my hobbies include editing my life story, hiding behind metaphors, and trying to convince my shadow that i’m someone worth following.
3. shake the dust - anis mojgani [link]do not let one moment go by that doesn’t remind you that your heart beats a hundred thousand times a day and that there are enough gallons of blood to make every one of you oceans. do not settle for letting these waves settle and for the dust to collect in your veins.
4. untitled - team washington d.c. [link]i’d much rather be a sasquatch, godzilla, king kong, lochness. goblin, ghoul, a zombie with no conscience, everybody knows i’m a motherfucking monster.
5. postcards - sarah kay [link]still now, i send letters into space hoping that some mailman somewhere will track you down and recognize you from the descriptions in my poems, that he will place the stack of them in your hands and tell you ‘there is a girl who still writes you… she doesn’t know how not to.’
6. shrinking women - lily myers [link]watching the struggle i either mimic or hate her, and i don’t want to do either anymore, but the burden of this house has followed me across the country. i asked five questions in genetics class today and all of them started with the word ‘sorry.’
7. a good day - kait rokowski [link]but i don’t speak for others anymore, and i don’t regret anything i can’t genuinely apologize for. and my mother is proud of me. i burnt down a house of depression, i painted over murals of greyscale, and it was hard to rewrite my life into one i wanted to live but today, i want to live. i didn’t salivate over sharp knives, or envy the boy who tossed himself off the brooklyn bridge. i just cleaned my bathroom, did the laundry, called my brother. told him, “it was a good day.”
8. untitled - team denver [link]i am alphafemale, i am fur on fire, i’m a roaring tornado combusting misogynist mountains to dust. crushed bones, and gutted, patriarchy caracas: we bleed to survive, you bleed to keep up. and yes - i do kiss my mother with this mouth. who do you think taught me how to say no, to sharpen my teeth, prepared me for war.
9. unrequited love poem - sierra demulder [link]you want to call him, you go so far as holding the phone in your hand. imagine telling him unimaginable things like you are always ticking inside of me and i dream of you more often than i don’t, my body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
10. untitled - team albuquerque [link]the thing about white privilege mr. anonymous is that only the people who don’t have it know that it exists. being white and male in the united states of america means nobody asks questions.
11. how to be alone - tanya davis [link]society is afraid of alone though. like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements. like people must have problems if after a while nobody is dating them. but lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.
12. what teachers make - taylor mali [link]here, let me break it down for you, so you know what i say is true: teachers make a goddamn difference! now what about you?
so my sister had homecoming last weekend and all the guys in her group secretly decided on undercover superhero identities and wore the corresponding colors to match the shirts underneath and revealed them during this picture and it was perfect.
are we just not going to talk about the Hello Kitty one or