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Pussy, King of the Pirates by Kathy Acker

days-of-reading:

Kathy Acker, Blood and Guts in High School

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anne carson—the albertine workout

kathy acker—don quixote

sara sutterlin—i wanted to be the knife

bernadette mayer—hunge

west wing

elanormcinerney:

Kathy Acker | Devoured by Myths: An Interview with Sylvère Lotringer | Hannibal Lecter, My Father

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Kathy Acker | Don Quixote

I have become interested in languages which I cannot make up, which I cannot create or even create in: I have become interested in languages which I can only come up upon (as I disappear)…The dreamer, the dreaming, the dream. I call these languages, languages of the body.

Kathy Acker, Bodies of Work: Essays (via mythologyofblue)

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In ancient Greek mythology a river separated the living from the dead. The only event which any human can know is the one event he or she can’t perceive, that he or she must die. Last night I dreamt I was swimming through an ocean. Swimming through an ocean is feeling pleasure. If the only event I can know is death, that is dream or myth, dream and myth must be the only knowing I have. What, then, is this ocean?

Kathy Acker, Empire of the Senseless, p. 55. (via bustakay)

Language presupposes community. Therefore without you, nothing I say has any meaning.

Kathy Acker (via kitduckworth)

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