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Year of Our (Audre) Lorde: April’s Arithmetics of Distance
This is dedicated to those who are just trying to make it through every day. It’s been gratifying on an almost cellular level to find that the queen mother Audre Lorde can so frequently speak to the times and places in which we find ourselves. Her final book of poetry, “The Marvelous Arithmetics of Distance,” is no exception.
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Read a F*cking Book Club: Let’s Talk About “When They Call You a Terrorist”
Let’s talk about black studies, queer studies, black queer lives, and When They Call You A Terrorist!
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Year of Our (Audre) Lorde: May’s Burst of Light
“I am going to write fire until it comes out my ears, my eyes, my noseholes — everywhere. Until it’s every breath I breathe. I’m going to go out like a fucking meteor!”
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Year of Our (Audre) Lorde: March’s Poetry Is Not a Luxury
One of the biggest lessons of Audre Lorde’s work is the strength of coalitional politics. I need a movement that can hold my anger. I need a movement that can hold my contradictions. I shouldn’t have to qualify my rage when speaking out about injustice.
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Year of Our (Audre) Lorde: February’s Revolutionary Hope
I’m pairing Audre Lorde’s 1984 conversation with James Baldwin and arguably her best-known speech, “The Masters Tools Will Never Dismantle the Master’s House” in hopes of exploring how our power and freedom lie in embracing our differences as the source of our strength.
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Building Relationships Is Thriving: Interview with Meenadchi
Conflict is meant to happen. Relationships are strengthened by conflict. What are our capacities to engage with conflict in a way that doesn’t destroy us, but help us better understand each other?
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“I Am the Terrorist I Must Disarm”: An Interview with Staceyann Chin
I was in high school when I first saw Staceyann Chin perform, barefoot and incensed. She was fearless in her rage, her sexuality, her eloquence. Now, I feel the same reading her as I felt watching all those years ago — as if I’m being granted permission.
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Read a F*cking Book Club: We’re Reading “When They Call You A Terrorist”!
We’re gonna read Patrisse Khan-Cullors’ new memoir and it’s gonna be great!
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Is the Resurgence of Feminist Bookstores in the South a Moment or a Movement?
Visit five feminist bookstores across the south east that are creating community building and political organizing space as well as curating feminist literature written by authors from different backgrounds holding often marginalized identities.
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Read A F*cking Book Club: Talking with Ariel Gore About “We Were Witches”
We’re discussing We Were Witches and sharing a brilliant interview with author Ariel Gore. Come join Autostraddle Book Club – the comments are wide open and we wanna hear everything you’ve got to say about this book.
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“Check Please” Creator Ngozi Ukazu Chats with Tillie Walden About Her New Book “Spinning”
You know what one of my most common questions at school visits is? “How do you come out?” Kids actually ask me this, in front of their peers and teachers. It’s unbelievable to me, it’s so brave.
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Toni Morrison Has Died at 88; When I Was 27, She Saved My Life
Maybe that’s why black women love Toni Morrison. She laid bare the kind of secrets that we barely even whispered to each other, the shames that we buried underneath our quick tongues and sisterhood hugs and fashion slays. She wrote for us, and for that she is ours.
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Read A F*cking Book Club: We’re Gonna Read “We Were Witches!”
We Were Witches by Ariel Gore is an autobiographical novel that uses magick spells and inverted fairy tales to combat queer scapegoating, domestic violence, and high-interest student loans. We’re going to read it together this month!
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The Perfect Queer Poem: For Facing Our Enemies
We stay open, even when our minds are swayed by bitterness and despair, because our queer lives depend on knowing that we don’t have to live like this. We turn in the direction of the sun and keep walking.
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The Perfect Queer Poem: For When it Doesn’t Matter if You Want to Be Her or F*ck Her
H.D. sometimes had a fraught relationship with her own bisexuality, feeling pulled towards either lesbianism or heterosexuality rather than feeling her queerness as an integrated whole. Reconciling her bisexuality was a creative project for her.
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The Perfect Queer Poem: For Making an Altar
“Corpse Flower” gathers those petals, each one placed on the altar as every word is placed in the poem. The sweetness of a petal curling up to touch itself.
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The Perfect Queer Poem: When You Need to Find Your Body
A gut feeling is intuition, sure, but it’s also something that announces HERE is the body, NOW is the body, RIGHT NOW.
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The Perfect Queer Poem: When You Don’t Feel The Need to Explain Anything to the Straights
It’s June, it’s June, we’re living, it’s June. Do you feel our powers rising with the heat, our stares lengthening with the daylight, our desires coming on like freak lightening?
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How I Let Queer Literature Come Out to my Middle School Students for Me
Middle school is weird. It was awkward as hell when I was a hormonal, monstrous, uncertain twelve-year-old, and only slightly less so when I went back to teach English. So when I found myself, a 23-year-old rookie teacher, standing in a cafeteria fielding a question about how lesbian sex works from a seventh grader, I can’t say I had any right to be surprised.
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The Perfect Queer Poem: For Defining Your Boundaries
The line breaks are hard to take. They make the poem feel like a fight: not knowing when to stop, talking over one another, losing your thread, gasping for air through tears.