Some Arthurian Boys

Natalie Díaz, from “Isn't the Air Also a Body, Moving?”, Postcolonial Love Poem

Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “The Fear”

[Text ID: “I am afraid / I will love you forever / and we will never be / in the same room / again.”]

DAAaHRLINg,

Hey did you know I keep a google drive folder with linguistics and language books  that I try to update regularly 

UPDATE because apparently not everyone has seen this yet the new and improved version of this is a MEGA folder

I know there’s so many more urgent things but if you like this resource you may consider buying me a ko-fi to keep this project alive

never not thinking about giant cisterns. THATS immanentizing the eschaton. when we get to heaven and its a bunch of giant wet concrete tunnels with vast columns holding up the ceiling, then you will see...

Neat

the notes are broken 😂

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE