February 2012
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Sexy
is having complete control of one’s body. I don’t think anyone can have control of something they’re insecure about.
I feel sexiest when I’m walking and when I’m dancing because this is when I’m exercising this control to the fullest, balancing between exhibitionism and social invisibility. This is why I, as many do, find drunkenness unattractive—drunk...
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Yesterday at my school’s health clinic I met an older woman named Oralee. Upon her arrival, she noticed a stack of female condoms. “What is this?” She picked one up. “They’re condoms for women,” my friend said. “Or you can put them in your butt for anal sex,” I added. Her eyes widened. “I can show you how they work,” I said. “Please...
This morning I read Jame's Baldwin's essay
”Stranger in the Village.” It was one of the best—if not the best—essays I’ve ever read. I can’t remember ever before being speechless from written words—only in cases of recited spoken word poetry. And while inspiring, the skill he displays gives me severe anxiety about the poem I’m working on. With an approaching deadline of February 21, I still...
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“I thought of white men arriving for the first time in an African village,...”
– James Baldwin on being the first black person to inhabit a Swiss village in “Stranger in the Village” from Notes of a Native Son
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I feel like Chelsea is the "gayberhood"
as long as you’re a cis, White, gay man with a personal trainer, closet of high-end designer clothes and subscription to Men’s Health. I am not White, I could hardly afford a regular gym membership, none of my clothes come from high-end labels, I have subscriptions to no magazines, let alone Men’s Health, and I desire neither to be nor to have any of the above.
This is for...
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Going to Paris
“It was quite clear to me that the Frenchmen in whose hands I found myself were no better or worse than their American counterparts…The only difference here was that I did not understand these people, did not know what techniques their cruelty took…That evening in the commissariat I was not a despised black man. They would simply have laughed at me if I had behaved like one....
Embarking on a poem inspired by the above flag/image/symbol. I say embarking because the idea I have for the poem’s form, I know, will take a lot of commitment and patience. Both to execute well and to resist procrastination from fear of not writing as well as I’d like to will be strenuous ordeals. Also, I’m writing it for a contest at school offering a cash prize. Time to do...
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90s Nostalgia
Recent nostalgia for the 90s in popular culture has me reexamining my childhood experience of the world. The 90s in its entirety excites me with its myriad of baggy pants, platform shoes, braided hairstyles and neon-colored rave culture, despite my being born in 1992.
Earlier today I began to think about the idea that people lose their imagination as they grow older. My childhood mind was...
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For people who think blogging is a waste of time,
yes, it can be. But I take my blogging more seriously than most because I think that blogs will be the resumes of the future. Especially for people pursuing careers in artistic fields. What better way to showcase your abilities?