ocean vuong’s writing is fundamentally shaped by his experience as a q/ueer vietnamese refugee and he treats it with the richness and complexity it deserves. if your understanding of his poetry is primarily through snippets and quotes on the internet extracted from this larger context, or you’ve had limited engagement with a full body of his work, and esp if you’re white, you have no right to call it or him overrated or clichéd. he is an extremely skilled poet if you’ve actually read all of night sky with exit wounds (his debut poetry book), but gets nowhere near the level of earnest engagement with his poems as richard siken or frank o’hara does by so-called fans. even if his style isn’t to your taste, you can’t ignore the way his poetry has been deliberately fragmented and truncated to fit the tastes & bandwidth of white (anti-)intellectualism

white ppl who like this instead of reblogging it owe me $10 each

find your age on your spotify top 100 and tell me what song is there. mine is bedroom hymns by florence + the machine

i love that for so long i disliked pink and purple and now i absolutely love those two colours

did I, earlier this evening draw in permanent marker half of Otzï the Iceman’s tattoos because for some reason my brain took a look at the Paleolithic, Mesolithic and Neolithic time periods and went yknow what time to hyperfixate on this

For the times I was afraid to go out.

For the times I couldn't wear what I liked.

For the times I couldn't afford to by a scarf I didn't even want.

For the times I had to take a detour to avoid morality police.

For Iranian women, for Iranian people!

Stand with us and be our voice!🇮🇷🕊

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why the h*ck did I have a sleep paralysis incident last night where St Olga of Kyiv was standing at the foot of my bed reading the titles of the books on my book shelf then turned and smiled at me in both a reassuring and conspirital manner. Before she winked, patted my feet and vanished

The urge to just …change myself

Become someone new or to chip away the excess stone to reveal the form beneath.

There’s so many versions of me hiding beneath and I just want to be them and let them out

peak adhd is either having 1 chaos smoothie of a blog with every single one of your hyperfixations being yeeted in

Or

Having separate blogs for each of your hyperfixations in an attempt to be more organised but ending up with 13+ blogs and only a vague sense of organisation

me waiting for the next hyperfixation to consume me and give me renewed inspiration and purpose in life:

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Today is the only day you can reblog this meme, everyone

Happy 22/2/22 day!

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