Audre Lorde described herself as a “black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet,” according to her biography on the Poetry Foundation. Lorde was not only a talented poet but also wrote, memoir, feminist theory, short stories, and novels. Her work aimed to fight the intersections of racism, sexism, and homophobia.
A New York City native, Lorde began writing when she was in her teens and actually had her first poem published in Seventeen magazine before she even graduated high school. While themes of lesbianism were always prevalent in her writing, her themes drew audiences of all backgrounds. As one critic, Martin, wrote, “one doesn’t have to profess heterosexuality, homosexuality, or asexuality to react to her poems… Anyone who has ever been in love can respond to the straightforward passion and pain sometimes one and the same, in Lorde’s poems.”
While her early writing centered around romance, as tension rose in the 1960s with the civil rights movement she began to take on more themes of racism and sexism, coming forward as a figure in political activism. Her poetic tone shifted to one of fervor and conviction for justice. Lorde sought to communicate and reach people of all different identities.
Lorde also takes on familial themes in her work, often illustrating the struggles of growing up a first generation immigrant as well as tension about her lesbian identity with her parents.
In addition, Lorde is well known for writing about her struggles with breast cancer in “The Cancer Journals” where she works to illuminate injustices she encounters through the treatment process and grappling with the possibility of death.
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After saying I'd do it every week for months now, it's finally happening. I'm gonna call in sick on a Friday, because I deserve a 3-day weekend goddammit
I'm still shocked by just how rapidly capitalist society's declined over the last couple years or so. It's like every week is some new, unprecedented horror.
Roomie and I ordered a pizza last night and the delivery woman looked like she was in her 50's. :deeper-sadness:
Does R*ddit seem more astroturfed than usual with everything that's going on in Texas, or are liberals just that incapable of thinking critically?
I thought it eased up after the election but the blue maga types are absolutely unhinged about it
Someone did the "this is 100% the republicans fault, too bad you didn't #vote!" bit and when I pointed out that only blaming republicans lets capitalism off the hook, within an hour I got dozens of :angery: libs screeching about "how dare you blame the democrats for this" and "you can't just say both sides" like I didn't just motherfuckin ask them to consider the superstructure instead of wagging their team's foam finger at the people who are freezing
So my mom is fall down drunk and went downstairs without a mask on where my dad may have corona. She's refusing to wash her hands and she's fighting at me because it's snowing outside. So if I'm dead within a week or two it's been an honor to post with y'all. To think I'm going to get done in by this shit virus. I don't even want to get her help anymore like rehab. She's just another shithead to me now. Every day she's drunk and fights with me and wants to run off to her abusive husband because I have the nerve to tell it like it is. So I'm the bad guy. Even with my mom who I thought I was her friend, I'm the lowest of the low.
I really just feel like committing myself to an institution. At least it's safe in there.
*edit: and my dad still wants to kick me out of the house. Been thinking about taking like 10 grand out of his savings account, renting a car with a gps and driving to Florida. I could buy a tent and sleep on the beach somewhere. I could get a small job as a janitor or something to support me and pay for my meds, probably be able to get on assistance too because I'd be on my own.
**edit: maybe the Carolinas? Instead? What about Atlanta? I know if I'm going to be homeless I'm going to end up drinking again and probably falling into harder shit.
