I think I’ve found the Great Dismal Swamp.
Turns out I’ve been sitting in it.
Forty-six million white adults today can trace the origins of their family wealth to the Homestead Act of 1862. This bill gave away valuable acres of land for free to white families, but expressly precluded participation by Blacks.
"how do I have privilege?"
I’m using this in my essay about how the American dream is a racist myth
Ask me how I’m awake.
Because the answer is I don’t know.
How could I know you fit my body like a glove? You’re destroying me. You’re good for me. You’re destroying me. You’re good for me.
I have time. Please, devour me.
Marguerite Duras, Hiroshima mon amour (via loveless-people)
number one pet peeve of all academia related to literature:
- when men are characters but women are symbols
“I may not have been sure about what really did interest me, but I was absolutely sure about what didn’t.” -Albert Camus (The Stranger)