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Amanda McLoughlin
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josephfasano.bsky.social
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To Those Who Call Themselves Christian But Justify the Order of the World My god you think that's what love is? Go to your little, bitter meetings, your boardrooms, your palaces of gold. You think you can choose who is beautiful? Your country is open to the chosen— while somewhere, in the shadows of your houses, the one you believe you are hearing is hanging in a crown of thorns, in agony, burning the world with mercy, his arms in an embrace he cannot close. —Joseph Fasano
January 28, 2025 at 8:17 PM
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Though the government can make it more difficult for trans people to navigate certain spaces, they cannot decide who you are or how you identify. Here's how trans people can protect themselves now that Trump is in office. ⤵️
Trans Kids, Here's What You Need to Get Through the Trump Administration
From navigating anti-trans laws to protecting your joy.
www.teenvogue.com
January 25, 2025 at 5:28 PM
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nikitagill.bsky.social
I wrote this on one of the darkest days of my life. It gave me an anchor to hold onto.
Reasons to Live Through the Apocalypse Sunrises. People you have still to meet and laugh with. Songs about love, peace, anger, and revolution. Walks in the woods. The smile you exchange with a stranger when you experience beauty accidentally together. Butterflies. Seeing your grandparents again. The moon in all her forms, whether half or full. Dogs. Birthdays and half-birthdays. That feeling of floating in love. Watching birds eat from bird feeders. The waves of happiness that follow the end of sadness. Brown eyes. Watching a boat cross an empty sea. Sunsets. Dipping your feet in the river. Balconies. Cake. The wind in your face when you roll the car window down on an open highway. Falling asleep to the sound of a steady heartbeat. Warm cups of tea on cold days. Hugs. Night skies. Art museums. Books filled with everything you do not yet know. Long conversations. Long-lost friends. Poetry.
January 24, 2025 at 2:57 PM
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josephfasano.bsky.social
Midwinter Even the will will return again. 

Even the love, the wonder.

Darken. The heart 
can love this.

And the new moon changing in the maples. 

And the grief like black oars in the rafters.

And the branches that have let go 
of everything, saying
wait, just stay
in your changes;
you have hated
your one life
long enough.
Try something wondrous.
Trust it. —Joseph Fasano
January 26, 2025 at 2:11 PM
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nikitagill.bsky.social
From Mary Oliver
OF THE EMPIRE We will be known as a culture that feared death and adored power, that tried to vanquish insecurity for the few and cared little for the penury of the many. We will be known as a culture that taught and rewarded the amassing of things, that spoke little if at all about the quality of life for people (other people), for dogs, for rivers. All the world, in our eyes, they will say, was a commodity. And they will say that this structure was held together politically, which it was, and they will say also that our politics was no more than an apparatus to accommodate the feelings of the heart, and that the heart, in those days, was small, and hard, and full of meanness.
January 20, 2025 at 8:40 PM