One of Marvel’s Avengers Turns to Sign Language. The story strives to connect readers with what he is experiencing: when he can’t hear, the word balloons on the page are blank. The comic also makes extensive use of sign language, but provides no key to interpreting them. “If nothing else, it’s an opportunity for hearing people to get a taste of what it might be like to be deaf,” Mr. Fraction said.
this is the second time in the last couple weeks that someone has been playing lana del rey outside my window after midnight so loud i can hear the words
idk who’s doing it but i feel connected to them rn
Knit one row a day for a year, matching the yarn color to the color of the sky that day.
"One boy is a liar & says there’s a block of salt under his bed to draw deer in from the orchard. One boy says the pantry wall will open if you say an untold anagram of his name. One boy is already dressed when he wakes up for his young father’s wedding. One boy hides a turtle from his brothers in a dresser drawer. One boy is mute & sluggish from the hurricane sirens. One boy took a long time in the bathtub reading the comics. One boy loops a tractor chain to the ceiling fan & tears the whole roof down. One boy speaks through a keyhole to the others about a shortstop’s hex. One boy can’t stand the scent of elevators. One boy gives different spellings for his name each week at school. That same boy stole his teacher’s shoe. Another boy listens to a radio inside his pillowcase. One boy drinks coffee alone in the zookeeper’s shed. The last boy casts a purple stone to the bottom of a pond & follows it down with his church clothes on."
“deer & salt block” by Joshua Marie Wilkinson (via marvelous-truth)
Marcelo Hernandez Castillo, “Cenzóntle” published in The Paris American
i made a secondary blog for personal writing/journaling/pics that i plan to keep updated up until and then following my move to new york
if u wanna check in on me when i’m inevitably too overwhelmed to keep regular contact with everyone, there’s nothing really on here yet but there will be
"There is no language in itself, nor are there any linguistic universals, only a throng of dialects, patois, viperslangs, and specialized languages. There is no ideal speaker-listener, any more than there is a homogeneous linguistic community. Language is, in Weinreich’s words, “an essentially heterogeneous reality.” There is no mother tongue, only a power takeover by a dominant language within political multiplicity. Language stabilizes around a parish, a bishopric, a capital. It forms a bulb. It evolves by subterranean stems and flows, along river valleys or train tracks; it spreads like a patch of oil."
Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari, A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia (via heteroglossia)
there’s a lot of unspoken pressure to keep liking the things you used to like and to keep dressing the way you’ve always dressed and to never question what you believe in and basically “be yourself” has slowly morphed into “be what everyone knows you as” but trust me when i say if you just give it up and simply make decisions and take actions based purely on what would make you happy, you’ll gain a very comforting sense of self peace
"later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
where does it hurt?
Warsan Shire (via tiddly-pom)
Mount Edith Cavell is a mountain located in the Athabasca River and Astoria River valleys of Jasper National Park, Canada, and the most prominent peak entirely within Alberta.