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The year you thought you were dying
was a really great year.

You ate licorice on the beach in January,
swam rum sauced in the icy Pacific
wearing only blue rubber flippers
and your grandfather’s dog tags
and for the first time, it felt good to be cold,
it felt good to be so cold it hurt.

You doted on pigeons and stray cats.
You ate honey peanuts in the park
and re-watched every movie that ever made you
cry, including Steve Martin’s The Jerk.
You tattooed your entire body in Pablo Neruda
translations and cherry blossoms.

You blew all your money on comfortable shoes
and one of those mattresses made from NASA space foam.
You slept the sleep of assassins and kings—remorseless.

You bought chocolate bars from all the kids who came
to your door and stock-piled them in your broom closet.
You left them in your will to THE SECRETARIES,
every last one of them.

You volunteered at the local senior center playing bingo.
When you won you forced to whole room to take shots of
Welch’s grape juice and sing the national anthem.

And you spent time with your favorite lover.
You let him get close.
Secret suicide note, nonsense alibi close.
shampoo scent dissection close.

Close enough to memorize your tells,
hand you your ass at pillow poker,
make your defenses look like the silly decoupage
of paper angels and Victorian roses that they were.
Close enough that your laughter
punched him with mint gum puffs.
Close enough that his sighs drove circles
in the parking lots of your sighs,
close enough to measure your ribcage
in wrists, your palms in lips.

So close, you didn’t even notice
your heart speed up, then stop,
when he kissed you so hard,
when the New Year’s ball dropped down.

“The Year You Thought You Were Dying,” Mindy Nettifee (via highwayaisle)

Absolutely gorgeous.

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Femmes and Family: Truths for Fat People

femmesandfamily:

written by a fat person.

  1. You are beautiful.  Not always and not to everyone, but we are all beautiful and deserving of love. 
  2. You do not have justify your body to anyone.  Not to your family, your friends, your doctor, your partners.  It is your body.  No one else’s.
  3. You are allowed to take up space.  Use the world around you to your advantage.  Be present in the world in as much space as you need to feel comfortable and safe.
  4. You are more than your body.  You have emotional, spiritual, and mental worth.  People might see your body first, but everything else about you matters just as much.
  5. You are allowed to change your body if you want to.  You can gain or lose weight if it is your choice to do so.  No one should shame you for either choice.  You are also allowed to keep your body exactly the way it is right now, in this moment.
  6. You are allowed to be angry over fatphobia.  You do not have to sit quietly and let those around you make you feel bad for your size.  You can be angry, resentful, hurt, sad.  You can speak out against fatphobia.  You can reject diet and weight loss talk if you do not want to hear it.
  7. You can use the word fat.  If you feel fat, you can use the word fat.  You can reclaim it as a positive.  You can use fat as a descriptor.  No one can tell you that you are too small to use it.  If it is part of who you are, do what’s best for you.
  8. You can love other fat people.  You can make fat and fat ally communities.  You can surround yourself with positive forces.  You can make fat love.  You can fat love yourself.
  9. You can wear what you want.  Crop tops and short shorts.  Mumus.  Tutus and ties.  It is up to you.  Don’t let societal pressures like ‘flattering’ dictate your outfits.
  10. You can be fat.  That is good.  That is ok.  That is a celebration. 

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catty1: Volunteers lie in the sand sculpture “Sun and the Moon” by artist Todd Brittingham at Jetty Park in Cape Canaveral, Fla. The piece is dedicated to the end of the Space Shuttle program. Stars represent the lost shuttle astronauts. (Source: SFGate DIP) This is absolutely beautiful.  That’s the one and only reason I’m reblogging it: it’s beautiful.  Some days, we need a touch of beauty more than we need anything else.

catty1:

Volunteers lie in the sand sculpture “Sun and the Moon” by artist Todd Brittingham at Jetty Park in Cape Canaveral, Fla. The piece is dedicated to the end of the Space Shuttle program. Stars represent the lost shuttle astronauts. (Source: SFGate DIP)

This is absolutely beautiful.  That’s the one and only reason I’m reblogging it: it’s beautiful.  Some days, we need a touch of beauty more than we need anything else.

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