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January 2015

Willful in speaking/ Willful in shutting up

As a white person, how do I speak about shutting up? Is it better to just do it, to just shut up? 

I’ve been thinking about this for several hours now. I have other things to do but am stuck on this question & won’t accomplish anything else until I attempt to answer it. And by answering it, am I answering it? Because obviously I have decided to speak about shutting up. 

But only to say: White people, we need to be better at shutting up. 

And by shutting up I mean literally just stop talking so much. Less output, more intake. I say this to you and I say this to myself. And the intake is equally important, because there is a second part to the act of shutting up, to willfully shut up, to make your shutting up make a difference, and that is to actively listen to the voices that your white voice inherently drowns out by being white. And this listening has to be active, meaning, you have to go searching for the voices of people of color. Don’t expect these voices to show up just because you’ve stopped talking – they won’t and that’s the problem. Marginalized voices are in the margins. It’s our responsibility to find them. 

For white people shutting up has to be willful because racism is willful. Because oppression is willful, designed to be willful. Because privilege is willfully invisible, operating on the illusion of not existing. 

For white people shutting up has to include active listening because racism is systematic and institutionalized, which means white privilege is systematic and institutionalized, which means no white person is exempt from white privilege. Shutting up will make space for the voices of people of color, yes, but if we don’t actively listen to those voices and continue to examine the function and manifest of our own white privilege, the voices we make space for will only continue to be marginalized every time we speak, because white privilege is inherent in how we speak, how we are heard.  

I speak often about the act of speaking, about willfully speaking, about taking up space, reclaiming narratives and reshaping realities, about the patriarchy and the intersection of abuse, trauma, rape, sexism and gender, and how so much of this has robbed me of so much of my voice. And it has, but that doesn’t change the fact that my voice is a white voice and heard as one. And recognizing the fact that my voice is a white voice and heard as one doesn’t negate my own experiences of oppression. And that’s what intersectionality (a theory first named by Kimberlé Crenshaw in 1989, by the way, yet still not recognized as a word by either tumblr or Facebook (Google?), which is evidence alone of how even vocabulary about marginalization is still marginalized) is all about – this crossing of ideas and experiences and being able to recognize and think about all of them with both criticism and empathy, recognizing that within systems of oppression exist other systems of oppression. Oppression is not a ladder but a multi-dimensional web and so our thinking must be multi-dimensional. 

Combating racism is one thing to think about and another to do, to willfully practice. Critical thinking itself is a willful practice but I’m thinking about how this manifests in the world, what we do with the thinking, how it shapes our words and interactions. And the practice is hard work because the practice is inherently flawed, i.e. my practice is inherently white (which does not excuse its whiteness). My critical thinking is inherently white, and that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t do it but actually that I need to do it more. I need to think critically about how I critically think. 

And while there are specific things to do (surround yourself with voices of people of color, absorb yourself in the art and literature by people of color – emphasis on “surround” and “absorb” because tokenizing is anti-productive i.e. read Claudia Rankine but don’t only read Claudia Rankine), I also hesitate to make a list of things “to do” because combating racism is not a to-do list. There is no “checking things off the list.” There is no “end” to racism, and if there was it wouldn’t be up to me to define it. But I can help define the beginning of the end of racism by defining the beginning of racism i.e. myself i.e. white people. 

Now, stop listening to me. Here: 

Khadijah Queen 

Bettina Judd

Morgan Parker

Shannon Barber

Nikki Wallschlaeger

Eunsong K

Mahtem Shiferraw

Ferguson National Response Network

ShordeeDooWhop

DeRay McKesson 

Apogee Literary Journal 

Sara Ahmed

Sam Griot

Jan 31, 201510 notes
#racism #empathy #intersectionality #feminism #oppression
Jan 30, 20153 notes
Jan 29, 20155 notes
Red Affectiont.umblr.com

frenchword:

Think of me as the animal
in the camera most
likely to stand frozen.
An intimate moment
no matter if you
look away. I believe
there are particles
in us not suitable
for big nature.
What I really am
is already skinned
and flushed and when
I wrap my arms around
you something in them
screams. I have been

Jan 29, 201521 notes
Jan 29, 20151,445 notes
Poem by Sarah Xertat.umblr.com

  from JULIET (I) ……Because I used to be young. I used to have a family.
I used to gather myself in my arms like a wild
bunch of daisies. I used to have arms
that didn’t look like ghosts, sad bag of bones
draped with skin that doesn’t
want to be skin. I used to grow
a garden. I used to grow
a body. Now I mix tequila with limes
and call it dinner, think all my thoughts perfectly
and hope no one dumps their babies in the river tonight.

Jan 29, 20154 notes
#sarah xerta #sarah certa #poetry
“I want
to press my nose into their armpits, be adopted
by rage, tear like a wolf through the slow
crawl of the funeral
procession that’s been eating up my spine
for the past five years,
slice away the devil’s forked tongue
wrapped around my ankles. Has he always
been there?”
—Sarah Certa (sarahxerta), from “True or false,” published in Ghostwriters of Delphi  (via myshoesuntied)
Jan 29, 201514 notes
#sarah xerta #poetry
dead things.t.umblr.com

sloaneeliot:

there are photos of me sprawled
in a london hotel room
in turquoise panties
all bony assed and ribs and white skin stretched
over small breasts, thicker thighs and i am so happy
they exist like proof i once was more than
cicada skin holding nothing but air

you say take your time and i take…

Jan 29, 201511 notes
#sloane eliot #poetry
Jan 29, 201552,979 notes
Play
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Peach House - by Nikki Wallschlaeger -t.umblr.com

finery:

Peachy as puke. The misery of a public people inside the morning. Scatter ,terrier. I need to go to the k-martsnackbar of my youth. Here is a place where I don’t recall buying a R Kelly cassette single, but

I am feeling especially public today in anticipation of my own lunch hour. A lolling…

Jan 28, 201516 notes
Jan 28, 20151,965 notes
HEAVENt.umblr.com

blankslate:

the ground is glowing under my feet

as i move through campus.

everything looks like a dream.

i want to enjoy it

but there are people.

i have all this strength waiting

beneath a frozen sea of tenderness.

maybe it’s the other way around, idk.

i can’t wait for my head to crack open

and…

Jan 28, 201536 notes
Jan 26, 20153 notes
#Elizabeth Schmuhl #sarah xerta #poetry #photography
Jan 26, 20155 notes
“The human body essentially recreates itself every six months. Nearly every cell of hair and skin and bone dies and another is directed to its former place. You are not who you were last November.”—Donald Miller, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years (via mediocremediocrity)
Jan 26, 201536,589 notes
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#misogynist #bukowski
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http://kdecember.tumblr.com/post/109143074366/all-my-life-i-thought-polar-bears-and-penguinst.umblr.com

kdecember:

“All my life I thought polar bears
and penguins grew up together playing side by side
on the ice, sharing the same vista, bits of blubber
and innocent lore. One day I read a scientific journal;
there are no penguins at one pole, no bears
on the other. These two, who were so long intimates
in my…

Jan 25, 201549 notes
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[SARAH CERTA] WRITERS & EDITORS RESPOND TO THE J. BRADLEY POEM & TED HASH-BERRYMAN INTERVIEWt.umblr.com

Violence against women is a global epidemic. When we come across violence against women in literature and art, it’s not the content that is the problem but who is saying it, how, and why they are saying it. I am all for survivors of abuse reclaiming those narratives through art. We need to reclaim those narratives. We need to reshape our realities.

And this need is exactly why it’s such a problem that men continue to aestheticize images of violence against women, and especially when they do so without explicit context, and especially when editors and readers treat this aestheticization as something deserving of a platform. This doesnothing but give agency to misogynistic tropes and thus further silences the voices of those who already have to struggle so hard to be heard. It’s not a man’s job to articulate these narratives, and women are not objects to be torn apart for the aesthetic factor of a man’s “art.” It’s not cool. It’s not edgy. It’s fucking disgusting, and it’s fucking disgusting that I have to point out that it’s fucking disgusting.

Jan 24, 20151 note
#Art #feminism #poetry #violence against women #misogyny
Wreck Park: Poetry: Morgan Parker t.umblr.com

I don’t know
when I got so punk rock
but when I catch
myself in the mirror I
feel stronger. So when
at five in the afternoon
something on my TV says
time is not on your side
I don’t give any
shits at all. 

Jan 24, 20153 notes
#poetry #morgan parker
“The tragedy is not that we are alone, but that we cannot be. At times I would give anything in the world to no longer be connected by anything to this universe of men.”—Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959 (via larmoyante)
Jan 24, 20155,843 notes
[DIE DRAGONETTI] WRITERS & EDITORS RESPOND TO THE J. BRADLEY POEM & TED HASH-BERRYMAN INTERVIEWt.umblr.com

lunalunamagazine:

[DIE DRAGONETTI] WRITERS & EDITORS RESPOND TO THE J. BRADLEY POEM & TED HASH-BERRYMAN INTERVIEW

Editors Note:I asked the poets and editors directly involved with the Jesse Bradley/ Lockjaw Magazine and Ted Hash-Berryman / Queen’s Mob Teahouse publications if they would be willing to…

Jan 23, 20153 notes

nicolablank:

i really want someone to platonically take a bath with me. is that a thing? can i make that a thing?

Jan 22, 201555 notes
Late Bloomers and Sexual Fluidityt.umblr.com

“We are taught in grade school that our bodies and the planet that holds them are largely made from water, and yet we spend our adult lives expecting always to stand on clearly defined, solid ground.” –Isobel O'Hare 

Jan 21, 20153 notes
#sexuality #gender #fluidity #love #feminism
“I know where you are
with my eyes closed, we are bound to each other, we are bound to each other
with huge invisible threads …”
—Sharon Olds, from “True Love” (in Strike Sparks)
Jan 20, 20151,470 notes
Spotlight on Joshua Jennifer Espinoza | ENCLAVEt.umblr.com

Jen Espinoza is a genius. So is D Dragonetti. 

“Therein is the revolution of Jen Espinoza’s work: confounding the horrors of the norm, and foregrounding her sanctity, the reclaimed narrative of her life.”

Jan 19, 20158 notes
Jan 18, 201511 notes
#sarah certa #Elizabeth Schmuhl #poetry #art #collaboration
CHPBK / Qs and As with SARAH CERTAt.umblr.com

h-ngm-n:

Sarah Certa is the author of the chapbook JULIET (I), which you can read and download here along with all the other H_NGM_N chaps!

What is poetry? Part 2: why do you write it? Poetry is art, which is philosophy — in other words, poetry is a way to think about the world, to process and…

Jan 17, 20157 notes
#sarah certa #poetry #chapbook #H_NGM_N
Chapbook Review: Sarah Certa's Juliet (I)t.umblr.com

This particular combination of delight in the universe and the speaker’s desire for death will remind many of Sexton. Yet Certa has made the subject of depression, and the way it may present death as a constant choice, into wholly her own investigation of the way “[her] bones are laced too tight.” The failing relationship at the center of the manuscript is interesting, yet the relationship of the speaker to her own body and the concept of remaining within it takes on precedence. She repeatedly asserts “this is me” while, without acknowledgement, therapists offer their opinions: “They keep telling me I’m too high-functioning/ for a full-blown diagnosis.” This is the contradiction that takes on the most pain—one for which there is no explanation or release, in which the state of humanity may simply be to pain from awareness of mortality.

Jan 13, 20155 notes
#sarah certa #poetry #JULIET (I) #H_NGM_N #kate partridge

blankslate:

i am so bored of hearing myself think.

all i think about is what you’re thinking about
when you’re looking at or thinking about me.

you are so boring. you are so predictable.

i am a couch in the middle of a field.
i am a dream about a dog underwater.
i am always screaming fuck you at everything
from behind my mouth and three inches of glass.

i would ask you to imagine what it is like
to build your own body from scratch.

i would ask you to remain seated
while i project the image of me slowly dying
and then coming back to life
in the span of ten seconds in a supermarket parking lot
onto your body.

i love to say “i feel” all the time because it makes people angry.

i love to talk about myself as a single powerful thing
when i know that is wrong
just to piss you off.

try to hear the sound of it escaping my lips. god.
it’s like every fire in the history of the world at once.

and so you are smoke. and so you are kindling.

my power is in my head and it isn’t even power
in any real sense of the word. good. i’m glad.

i don’t need any of the things
you have stuck in your teeth anymore.

Jan 13, 201554 notes
Jan 11, 20157 notes
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Delusions of Whiteness in the Avant-Gardet.umblr.com

“The avant-garde’s ‘delusion of whiteness’ is the specious belief that renouncing subject and voice is anti-authoritarian, when in fact such wholesale pronouncements are clueless that the disenfranchised need such bourgeois niceties like voice to alter conditions forged in history. The avant-garde’s 'delusion of whiteness’ is the luxurious opinion that anyone can be 'post-identity’ and can casually slip in and out of identities like a video game avatar, when there are those who are consistently harassed, surveilled, profiled, or deported for whom they are.”

Jan 11, 20151 note
Jan 4, 201536 notes
#sarah certa #poetry
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