#Currently reading

[sunflxwerwitch]

Current read

[crystalexhibition]

Truth

buying books & reading books..two different hobbies.

[aghostshipontheblue]

[dearlyjess]

hello 2025 🪻

[gatheringbones]

judy grahn, from another mother tongue: gay words, gay worlds, 1984

[tuberculosismaria]

Almost finished with my library copy. It was fate. I was thinking about tuberculosis, looked over, and bam: one on display. I’ve learned a lot about tuberculosis from it.

happy pub day to the little book that has occupied my brain for the past four years. my prayer for you and for us is that you live long enough to be called "Everything Was Tuberculosis."

[literarymood]

Louise Glück, excerpt from Lament

[wedarkacademia]

(via violentwavesofemotion)

[diamantdog]

i have to witness two fictional lesbian breakups in one week. what is going on!?

[bookstackxyz]

Check out books by order

[lover-praxis]

When performance artists Marina Abramović and her partner, Ulay, decided to end their twelve-year relationship—as lovers and artistic collaborators—they marked its ending by walking the length of the Great Wall of China. “People put so much effort into starting a relationship and so little effort into ending one,” Abramović explained. On March 30, 1988, Abramović started walking from the eastern end of the Great Wall, the Gulf of Bohai on the Yellow Sea, and Ulay began walking from the western edge, in the Gobi Desert, and they each walked for ninety days, covering roughly 2,500 kilometers, until they met in the middle, where they shook hands to say goodbye. At a retrospective of Abramović’s work in Stockholm, two video screens showed scenes from The Lovers: The Great Wall Walk. One screen showed Abramović walking past camels on hard dirt covered with snow, while the other showed Ulay hiking with a walking stick over green hills. The tapes were running on a continuous loop, and it seemed beautiful to me that on those screens, years after their breakup, these two lovers still walked constantly toward each other.

Leslie Jamison, “The Breakup Museum: Archiving the Way We Were”

[familyabolisher]

I do think being a waitress has done one great thing with respect to writing: it has made me understand deeply and fundamentally how many writers are full of shit. It has altered my view of privilege and money and the ways that people complain that mask the fact that in their world, they would never have to do a job that equates to basic manual labor, because their intelligence is worth more than waiting on others. (Side note: Sweetbitter was an overrated waitressing book, Love Me Back is underrated.)

Maybe by accident, maybe on purpose, I fell in to a social group in New York City with many people who consider themselves to be intellectuals. I’ve been privy to countless conversations about how intellectual labor is labor, about how someone needs to do the sitting around and thinking and theorizing, with the thought underlying this being: and it certainly wouldn’t be the people who carry things for a living.

Why don’t websites hire service people to write about food? How do ‘restaurant journalists’ exist, when servers who are also artists are standing right here? A book critic once told me, “a website could never be staffed by service people, the quality of the writing would be too low,” and I wanted to laugh. I suspect it’s easier to teach a waitress to be a writer than an intellectual to be a waiter.

Becca Schuh, Bad Waitress

[sicksadlit]

The unhinged women in books iceberg.

[raanee]

You don’t have to keep burning yourself to keep others warm.

~ Words I wish I could heed.

[luvingsunshine]

sapiens: a brief history of humankind