red apple falls


“Abortion has been around as long as pregnancy, and our responsibility is to let it be complex and to make it safe and accessible. And most of all to not question people when they choose abortion—to let them be the experts on their own lives.”
An interview with Merritt Tierce on her debut novel, teenage pregnancy, and writing sex scenes.

Refuse This Compliment

12. September 2014

"The compliment serves as a form of validation. An innocent and appropriate validation might be recognizing her effort to be visually appealing. Strangers or significant others likely gain pleasure from seeing her in her best light. She is rewarded for her sacrifice. But the danger arises if she is seeking validation of her existence. The fact that someone inherited less desirable genes does not give them any less purpose.”

The rest here.

"The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and story collections and novels and dead people’s diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming."

From Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar via Aubrey Road


Jack Balas, from “Today I Drove along the Rio Grande.”

Do yourself a favor and read "Some Thoughts on Mercy" By Ross Gay

"Using a small kitchen knife to free the comb while asking the hundreds of bees as gently as possible to mosey out of the way, I became, despite my best intentions, as terrified as I’ve ever been in my life. The memory of every previous peaceful interaction with bees flew from my head, and rushing in came the image of the entire hive, all nine thousand, wrathful and swarming me. My hands were shaking, and the feeling of a bee landing on me, which had previously been pleasant, made my skin twitch like a horse’s. And the song of the bees changed ever so slightly, climbing half an octave, as it does when they become anxious. And it took every shred of concentration just to hold steady and cut free the comb. And it took every shred of concentration as well not to weep."

and then all of the rest of the essays in this list.

Thanks for such great shows @harvestrecordsavl :)

“It’s easier to understand the idea of death than the reality of life, and so we make an industry of waiting, imagining our end lumbering toward our vain and cubicled selves, inventing the selfish moral blank spots we suspect ourselves of being.”
Michael Thomsen on the vanity of the zombie apocalypse.
Later, pacific coast. ✌️
"No matter where you are, though, you are not drowning, right now. But you are in the water, and it’s dangerous. So you have to grab the rope that leads you back to the boat. I am not the rope; I am talking to you so that you know the rope exists; I am talking to you so that you have a few ideas of how to make it to “OK” again. You’re out there in the water, and I’m just telling you to look around for something that’s going to save you.
Because primarily—here is the big secret, the part I wish someone had told me—you are what’s going to save you. Doctors can help you, and you’ll be the one who visits them. People can be trustworthy and capable of helping you heal, if you reach out—you’ll be the one who reaches. You may need to get past a bad relationship with a chemical, or a bad relationship with yourself—you’ll be the one who gets past it, the only one in the world who has that power. And maybe, on some days, you are going to literally save your own life.
I know you can do this. I know it. Because look at what happened to you. Look at what you’ve been through. And then, take a second to notice this part: it happened, and you are still here.
We call one another “survivors.” We don’t often take the time to think about what that means. What it means is “the people who are still here.” What it means is that you faced down something that no one should ever have to. And that even this terrible thing was not enough to stop you. What it means is that you are incredibly strong, even in the moments when you don’t know that. What it means is that you are not drowning—there is a rope, a lifeline, and it will bring you back to the boat, and back to safety. What it means is that you are the rope. Grab on."

Sady Doyle, 2011 article from the Rookie Mag called  ”We’re Called Survivors Because We’re Still Here”. (via 90s-kids-love-rookie-mag)