J Adams Oaks (he/him)
@jadamsoaks.bsky.social
Queer Chicago writer and educator
Author of WHY I FIGHT (Simon and Schuster).
Author of WHY I FIGHT (Simon and Schuster).
On a writing retreat in Northern Wisconsin, took a stroll and managed to startle 3 snakes sunning themselves. Obviously irritated, they slithered off but this Chicago man forgot what it’s really like to take a walk in the woods.
July 10, 2025 at 8:59 PM
On a writing retreat in Northern Wisconsin, took a stroll and managed to startle 3 snakes sunning themselves. Obviously irritated, they slithered off but this Chicago man forgot what it’s really like to take a walk in the woods.
Two blue pegs. The story of The Game of Life when my niece realized I was gay. Pride is a process. Love you, Livy.
June 30, 2025 at 12:10 AM
Two blue pegs. The story of The Game of Life when my niece realized I was gay. Pride is a process. Love you, Livy.
#murderbot = the first series making fun of ‘perceived’ wokeness. Fascinating.
June 30, 2025 at 12:02 AM
#murderbot = the first series making fun of ‘perceived’ wokeness. Fascinating.
The First Homosexuals at @wrightwood659 is one the most amazing exhibitions I’ve ever seen about queerness and art
June 23, 2025 at 12:33 AM
The First Homosexuals at @wrightwood659 is one the most amazing exhibitions I’ve ever seen about queerness and art
“Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I stopped seeing your beard full of butterflies” — Ode to Walt Whitman by Federico Garcia Lorca
<Ni un solo momento, viejo hermoso Walt Whitman, he dejado de ver tu barba llena de mariposas> — Oda a Walt Whitman por Federico García Lorca
<Ni un solo momento, viejo hermoso Walt Whitman, he dejado de ver tu barba llena de mariposas> — Oda a Walt Whitman por Federico García Lorca
June 22, 2025 at 11:50 PM
“Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I stopped seeing your beard full of butterflies” — Ode to Walt Whitman by Federico Garcia Lorca
<Ni un solo momento, viejo hermoso Walt Whitman, he dejado de ver tu barba llena de mariposas> — Oda a Walt Whitman por Federico García Lorca
<Ni un solo momento, viejo hermoso Walt Whitman, he dejado de ver tu barba llena de mariposas> — Oda a Walt Whitman por Federico García Lorca
The First Homosexuals at Wrightwood 659–one of the most powerful, timely exhibits I’ve ever seen.
June 21, 2025 at 1:21 AM
The First Homosexuals at Wrightwood 659–one of the most powerful, timely exhibits I’ve ever seen.
Firefly + Serenity = perfection
“I swallowed a bug.” —River Tam
“I swallowed a bug.” —River Tam
June 21, 2025 at 1:17 AM
Firefly + Serenity = perfection
“I swallowed a bug.” —River Tam
“I swallowed a bug.” —River Tam
Stoop sitting season is in full swing here in Chicago—smoking, drinking, eating, chatting, people watching all from the building’s steps
June 19, 2025 at 9:51 PM
Stoop sitting season is in full swing here in Chicago—smoking, drinking, eating, chatting, people watching all from the building’s steps
A movie that you originally loved that you now hate?
May 13, 2025 at 12:30 AM
A movie that you originally loved that you now hate?
March 13, 2025 at 7:59 PM
March 13, 2025 at 12:46 AM
Reposted by J Adams Oaks (he/him)
From a poetry collection by Mary Oliver, where after a hundred poems showcasing gentle observations on nature and animals, she hits you with this
March 10, 2025 at 1:33 PM
From a poetry collection by Mary Oliver, where after a hundred poems showcasing gentle observations on nature and animals, she hits you with this
Neil deGrasse Tyson
March 10, 2025 at 5:01 PM
Neil deGrasse Tyson
Do you know that hope sometimes consists only of a question without an answer?
Clarice Lispector
Clarice Lispector
March 9, 2025 at 11:27 PM
Do you know that hope sometimes consists only of a question without an answer?
Clarice Lispector
Clarice Lispector
“Mungo’s capacity for love frustrated her. … It was a harvest no one had seeded, and it blossomed from a vine no one had tended. It should have withered years ago, ... Yet Mungo had all this love to give and it lay about him like ripened fruit and nobody bothered to gather it up.” —Young Mungo
March 9, 2025 at 11:23 PM
“Mungo’s capacity for love frustrated her. … It was a harvest no one had seeded, and it blossomed from a vine no one had tended. It should have withered years ago, ... Yet Mungo had all this love to give and it lay about him like ripened fruit and nobody bothered to gather it up.” —Young Mungo
My first poems in elementary school. I loved using my parents’ manual typewriter so much. The White Out. The round eraser with the little brush attached. #earlyworks #nascentwriter #poet
March 9, 2025 at 8:51 PM
My first poems in elementary school. I loved using my parents’ manual typewriter so much. The White Out. The round eraser with the little brush attached. #earlyworks #nascentwriter #poet
The worst curse you could ever put on a writer, especially one who loves a very particular pen. #writerscurse
March 7, 2025 at 2:10 PM
The worst curse you could ever put on a writer, especially one who loves a very particular pen. #writerscurse
A fascinating quote from Langston Hughes about what makes a great artist …
#langstonhughes #greatartist #biggestdream
#langstonhughes #greatartist #biggestdream
February 23, 2025 at 3:11 PM
A fascinating quote from Langston Hughes about what makes a great artist …
#langstonhughes #greatartist #biggestdream
#langstonhughes #greatartist #biggestdream
February 19, 2025 at 9:53 PM
My current read…
#shortstorycollection
#shortstorycollection
February 18, 2025 at 3:01 AM
My current read…
#shortstorycollection
#shortstorycollection