love
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On Queer Love in the Anthropocene
Four syllables, ever so lightly punctuated by the softest consonants, announcing a tragic, apocalyptic shift in global time.
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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Ideal Lover
I don’t mind being left with a bruise if it reminds me that someone imagined something for me, that art can be part of the experience.
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SquareRoot of Love: Valentine’s Day in Paris – A WinePoetryFilm Project
Love. Because our collective survival depends on it.
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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Everything We Ever Needed
I tried to forget again that I once meant to leave, that on a few occasions I had actually felt transported by love.
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Weekly Geekery
Ladies: we’re more likely than men to cannibalize. Diversity dilemmas and the Hollywood sci-fi industrial complex. Oedipal orcas? Male killer whales need menopausal mom to survive.
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The Dark Lady
In my imaginings, Ava was always a woman driving at night, a face behind glass in a shiny speeding vehicle, motoring down the road.
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Sunday Rumpus Poetry: Three Poems by Faisal Mohyuddin
when to survive this day and the next/four years’ worth will require many/more small, nourishing acts of/self-indulgence and sweet defiance.




