I FINALLY got to swing by my local indie bookstore and pick up @williecarver.bsky.social’s new book Tore All To Pieces. I’m a huge fan of his first book, Gay Poems for Red States, and can’t wait to read this one. Congrats on your 2nd book, Willie!!!
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MAGA Republicans get mad at LGBTQ people for daring to have sex lives
the way my mom used to get mad when we ate junk food while she was on a diet.
forced to choose between slavery & jim crow, blacks would choose jim crow.
forced to choose between jim crow & the post-civil rights era, blacks would choose the post‐c.r.e.
this era is "better" but none of us wanna politically go back to the 80s or 90s... we're still waiting on actual freedom.
@jamestalarico.bsky.social is the real thing - we had a great conversation last week about public schools, educators, students, the role of religion and labor and hope. And for the Texans we had a good cry about one of my role models, Linda Bridges who led Texas AFT & our Corpus Christi local
Thank you @govandybeshear.bsky.social for standing up for Kentucky kids and public schools. This is what leadership looks like.
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Y’all, the world is so heavy.
But we exist because we stand on the shoulders of our younger selves.
At 35. At 25. At 15. At 10.
We dreamed. Told stories. Became.
Thank you, Campaign for Southern Equality, for publishing this piece 💙
You can read it in its entirety at the link in the comments.
Bad Bunny listed 25 sovereign countries and one territory from memory while singing and dancing. Trump confused Greenland and Iceland.
Ready for March?
To see this ICE melt?
Between today, 2/9, and 3/1, I am donating 100% of my personal earnings from TORE ALL TO PIECES ordered at CoffeeTree Books to the ACLU of Kentucky.
Link in comments.
Let's help our neighbors.
Let's love them.
Screenshot of an X.com post by The Associated Press (@AP) stating that dozens of immigrant families protested for better treatment behind fences at a Texas detention facility, where a 5-year-old Ecuadorian boy and his father were sent after being detained in Minnesota. Below is a video thumbnail showing a crowd gathered outdoors along a fenced walkway; many people wear bright blue or red outerwear, and some hold signs.
After being held in two of them as a boy, I fought for decades urging America to never again build concentration camps and put human beings in them. It breaks my heart to watch this happen twice now in my own lifetime.
Thank you. And yes—the universe keeps spinning even when humans are at the height of folly. I hope it brings healing into your life. 💙
I assure you that the honor was entirely mine. It's a beautiful book I can't wait to see in the world. Thank you for writing it. Thank you for living it 💙
Thank you, Tammy! I haven't made it there yet! How very cool 💙
My heart is so full. In less than 24 hours, y’all made the audiobook of Gay Poems for Red States a #1 Amazon Bestseller in Poetry About Places.
We made that poetry and place Appalachia 💚
Thank you. Happiest of holidays 💛✨️
It’s here—a Christmas Eve Eve Eve miracle 🎄
Gay Poems for Red States is now live on Audible.
I recorded it in studio and narrated it myself, which means Appalachian poems get an Appalachian voice 💙
iTunes, Amazon, and other platforms coming in the next few days!
Thanks, Dynamix and MAS Comm! 💙
Saying the GOP can't be racist because they've embraced Nicki Minaj
is like saying your church can't be homophobic because the preacher is on Grindr.
It's a nice face!
I can't believe not only that I have a blurb from Peter Parnell — who I have idolized for so many years — but that it would be so tender and beautiful.
You can pre-order Tore All to Pieces now anywhere books are sold.
Thank you, University Press of Kentucky 💙
Your ancestors were queer.¹
1. Yours. Specifically.
#BookTok #AuthorTok #PoetryTok #QueerAppalachia #AppalachianAuthor #SouthernGothic #KentuckyAuthor #QueerPoetry
Trans youth exist.
Denying this doesn't stop that fact.
It just tortures them
The Trix Rabbit is capitalism’s queered Christ—forever yearning, always denied the sweetness he was created to sell.
We're coming upon the one-year anniversary, and I can still smell the artificial berry on the hot and prescient breath of his holy rabbitself.