bognymph wants to read Spontaneous combustion by Feinberg, David B.

Spontaneous combustion by Feinberg, David B.
A harrowing first-person account of gay life in New York City and what AIDS has done to it since l980.
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A harrowing first-person account of gay life in New York City and what AIDS has done to it since l980.
This landmark feminist critique presents a “brilliant and scathing” survey of the forces that work against women who dare to …
From “one of the most important and irreducible living American poets” (Poetry Foundation) comes a powerful and prophetic collection of …
God I wish I’d had a copy of this when I was like 13. I’m usually more of a purple prose enjoyer, but the straightforward style made this feel so immediate and personal. I’m glad I was familiar with Feinberg’s life and activism before going in, because otherwise many moments in here would have felt very “and then everybody clapped”. But ze was really about it.
Much has been said about the brutality in this novel, but it was the soft squishy parts that really broke me. I had to put the book down and lie down many times.
It feels like a diary, a condensed history, an indictment, and a mirror all at once. This really nestled into my heart, I already know I’m going to re-read it in a few years’ time. A salve for my little outsider heart.
Stone Butch Blues is a historical fiction novel written by Leslie Feinberg about life as a butch lesbian in 1970s …
This play is all I can think about since devouring it in a sitting. I have a lot of feelings about this, none of which I’m ready to articulate, but suffice to say this really spoke to me. The more I read about the myths preceding the events in the play the more obsessed I become. This has the feeling of an epic but is so thoroughly distilled down to an emotional core. Also god this activates my feminine rage. I can see why Courtney Love once claimed that this play helped inspire the name “Hole”
"Medea has been betrayed. Her husband, Jason, has left her for a younger woman. He has forgotten all the promises …
A collection of fifteen essays written between 1976 and 1984 gives clear voice to Audre Lorde's literary and philosophical personae. …
Went into this one somewhat blind and didn't realize how humorous / satirical it would be. Lots of wink-wink, nudge-nudge fourth wall breaks. It's both a love letter to and a satire of Virginia Woolf's lover and literature itself. There is a generous sprinkling of historical criticism and themes of loss (loss of love, loss of home, loss of time, loss of self). Also gotta love seeing two gender-fluid tri-centenarians win. Now i've got to tee up the movie adaptation.