From a former RA: If you suspect any of your residents are potential trans students, no you don't.
Your job is ensuring a safe residential experience. Fucking act like it.
This is what we lost my dad to. Good news about research. Infuriating that the administration wants to shut down cancer research.
As a former scientist, I can confirm this. People make big sacrifices to be researchers — years of school and very low pay. You are usually poor for at least a decade.
Also, most science can't be done without expensive equipment. You can't just set up a cancer research lab in your spare bedroom.
I Tell Myself the Beloved Can Be the Self and I try to believe it, too, the way I try to believe in most things that are beautiful and therefore impossible to have faith in, like believing the robin eggs will be whole as sky beneath their overturned nest, like believing the mother bird will always return as long as I don’t touch her nestlings. I wing out both arms in the nest of my bed. I feel every space like the freedom that flight is: not without fear, not without the recognition of a world disappearing, too far away to squint and see. I tell myself I too deserve beauty, even if my tongue bitters its taste. I tell myself to keep telling myself that if living alone is a shell of a life, an egg takes that shape because it’s the strongest, that I can be gentle enough not to break what I, after all, give myself to carry. by Emma Bolden
hey i have a poem in the new issue of LETTERS that's about hope and belief and believe it or not, eggs, if you'd like to take a look.
www.lettersjournal.com/i-tell-mysel...
One of my favorites.
The most horrifying slide from today’s National Endowment for the Arts (NEA) organization grant webinar, imo
thank god we still have pets at least
A lot of chronic illness is post viral. People are healthy until they get flu, mono, covid etc
It only takes one infection to upend your life & leave you with severe disabilities
RFK Jr says he wants to end chronic illness epidemic & yet will make avoiding viruses harder
Get boosted. Wear a mask.
Orwellian indeed. And I know it’s just another symptom of *flailing hands* all this.
There's a @mcsweeneys.net's article for that:
www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/is-...
Just days after Trump returned to the White House, Instagram is censoring abortion content. This is what Aid Access' account looks like right now - posts about how to get abortion medication has been blurred out.
IN THE MORNING, BEFORE ANYTHING BAD HAPPENS The sky is open all the way. Workers upright on the line like spokes. I know there is a river somewhere, lit, fragrant, golden mist, all that, whose irrepressible birds can’t believe their luck this morning and every morning. I let them riot in my mind a few minutes more before the news comes.
Molly Brodak
Made in Reston is a local organization that hands out supplies and needs for our unhoused and vulnerable neighbors in Reston, VA. Please consider donating vital cold weather supplies or sharing this so other people with the means might. www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/...
Yeah. It’s hard because my family is on FB but lately I’ve been using it less and less.
The White House website translated into Spanish has been taken offline, and the home button replaced with the words “go home.“
I saw this on TikTok but I had to go see it for myself.
The White House website, translated into Spanish—gone. And they’ve replaced the Home button with the words “Go Home.”
www.whitehouse.gov/es/
I should start using BlueSky more. George agrees. Right now the world is just so overwhelming. It’s hard to feel connected to things.
Congrats to our nominees!
Write that book. Send that story. Query that agent. Ask for that blurb. Maybe it doesn’t work out, but there’s a chance it will, and that chance—however small you think it is—is all you need.
Stationery by Agha Shahid Ali The moon did not become the sun. It just fell on the desert in great sheets, reams of silver handmade by you. The night is your cottage industry now, the day is your brisk emporium. The world is full of paper. Write to me.
If you don't know this poet, you should. He died too early and I have carried this poem with me since his death in 2001. I believe everyone should know it... those last 2 lines.
From Rooms Are Never Finished by Agha Shahid Ali.
Mentally I am here right now.
thinking about this W.S. Merwin poem (“Rain Light”)
I feel this deeply!
I’ll have whimsy with you.
fascism is stopped when enough people say one of two things:
1) "nah, I'm not doing that"
2) "nah, you're not doing that"
a lot of people want to imagine how they'll say the second thing, but you should *really* start practicing the first one
I would like to join the poets of Bluesky party, please. As would @rogueagent.bsky.social (so if you don’t follow RA give us a follow!)
I just got here. Well no I opened an account long ago but am only just using it now. Asst editor at Rogue Agent.
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Fun fact: If someone quotes a post of yours in a way that is unwelcome (as is commonplace on Twitter/X) there is a tool to combat the unwanted attention. Simply click the three dot menu on the quote post & click "Detach quote". This removes your post from their quote post. Useful to know, do share!
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@rogueagent.bsky.social - always looking for new embodied work!
Rogue Agent is looking for your best embodiment poems for upcoming issues. We'd especially like to invite POC, disabled writers, LGBTQ+ writers, and any other writers from marginalized communities to submit.
Hope to see your work! www.rogueagentjournal.com#issue106-sec...
