by Mercy Ferrars
Welcome to the debrief of ‘The Tortured Poets Department.’ In the epilogue to Swift’s newest work, she sets the stage by assuming the role of “The Chairman” presenting her “findings” to us, her fellow tortured poets—31 tracks that serve as evidence for a plea of “temporary insanity.” Fueled by a fleeting encounter and an illicit decade-long affair of love and poetry, The Tortured Poets Department dissects both the love and loss in Swift’s life, from forbidden dreams and stolen moments to the inevitable farewell to her muse.
In the midst of postcolonial and patriarchal hegemonies, peripheral narratives emerge as agents of transformation, carving out space for the plurality of self and world.
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Humorvoll, kritisch und voller Verzweiflungswut erzählt das Stück #Motherfuckinghood im Berliner Ensemble von prekären Geburtsbedingungen, Verantwortungs- und Schuldgefühlen und dem schädlichen Stereotyp der guten Mutter.
Wie anspruchsvoll muss Feminismus sein? Warum werden Barbie und Poor Things von der Kritik so besonders gründlich kritisiert? Unsere Autorin findet, auch leichte Unterhaltung darf kein männliches Privileg sein.
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“No surface holds. No figure, line, or point remains. No ground subsists. But no abyss, either. Depth, for us, is not a chasm. Without a solid crust, there is no precipice. Our depth is the thickness of our body, our all touching itself. Where top and bottom, inside and outside, …
The witch craze wages a war against Lilith, who, born from Adam’s clay, refused to obey the Man. The burnings of her kindred become great public spectacles. Lilith leaves her life to the flames, sacrificed upon the altar of a fabricated God. But her truth will be known in the …
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by Mercy Ferrars
Welcome to the debrief of ‘The Tortured Poets Department.’ In the epilogue to Swift’s newest work, she sets the stage by assuming the role of “The Chairman” presenting her “findings” to us, her fellow tortured poets—31 tracks that serve as evidence for a plea of “temporary insanity.” Fueled by a fleeting encounter and an illicit decade-long affair of love and poetry, The Tortured Poets Department dissects both the love and loss in Swift’s life, from forbidden dreams and stolen moments to the inevitable farewell to her muse.
May 6th, 2024
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In the midst of postcolonial and patriarchal hegemonies, peripheral narratives emerge as agents of transformation, carving out space for the plurality of self and world.
In this brave new world, one can traverse the skies on wings of their own making. The world, it seems, exists solely within our collective dreams, so foreign, yet so familiar. And as I sit alone in the darkness, surrounded by the hum of neon and the flicker of screens, I understand we’re all just dreaming in isolation.
Humorvoll, kritisch und voller Verzweiflungswut erzählt das Stück #Motherfuckinghood im Berliner Ensemble von prekären Geburtsbedingungen, Verantwortungs- und Schuldgefühlen und dem schädlichen Stereotyp der guten Mutter.
Wie anspruchsvoll muss Feminismus sein? Warum werden Barbie und Poor Things von der Kritik so besonders gründlich kritisiert? Unsere Autorin findet, auch leichte Unterhaltung darf kein männliches Privileg sein.
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We fashioned our own truth from melancholy: that Amnesia would cure the grief running through us like water. That love would feel the same, outliving our extinction, even when its coordinates had vanished from the sky.
Photo: Ilona Panych
“No surface holds. No figure, line, or point remains. No ground subsists. But no abyss, either. Depth, for us, is not a chasm. Without a solid crust, there is no precipice. Our depth is the thickness of our body, our all touching itself. Where top and bottom, inside and outside, …
The witch craze wages a war against Lilith, who, born from Adam’s clay, refused to obey the Man. The burnings of her kindred become great public spectacles. Lilith leaves her life to the flames, sacrificed upon the altar of a fabricated God. But her truth will be known in the …
“No surface holds. No figure, line, or point remains. No ground subsists. But no abyss, either. Depth, for us, is not a chasm. Without a solid crust, there is no precipice. Our depth is the thickness of our body, our all touching itself. Where top and bottom, inside and outside, in front and behind, above and below are not separated, remote, out of touch. Our all intermingled. Without breaks or gaps.”
New York/The Guggenheim: Ein Roboter in einem Glaskäfig versucht sich drei Jahre lang am Leben zu erhalten. Am Ende seiner Kraft liegt eine absurde Erkenntnis.
Wie anspruchsvoll muss Feminismus sein? Warum werden Barbie und Poor Things von der Kritik so besonders gründlich kritisiert? Unsere Autorin findet, auch leichte Unterhaltung darf kein männliches Privileg sein.
Something happened to queerness in the 1990s. Not only did we begin to describe more and more forms of non-normative desire and embodiment as “queer” – with the advent of the internet, queer communities also became digitised. Our knowledge and our intimacy is now unthinkable without vast transatlantic circuits and …
Nobody inspected the dangling Marias… None fretted for the 40 different infant Jesuses, threatening to tumble with the mama to the floor.
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Something happened to queerness in the 1990s. Not only did we begin to describe more and more forms of non-normative desire and embodiment as ‘queer’ – with the advent of the internet, queer communities also became digitised. Our knowledge and our intimacy is now unthinkable without vast transatlantic circuits and corporate filters.
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New York/The Guggenheim: Ein Roboter in einem Glaskäfig versucht sich drei Jahre lang am Leben zu erhalten. Am Ende seiner Kraft liegt eine absurde Erkenntnis.
Wie anspruchsvoll muss Feminismus sein? Warum werden Barbie und Poor Things von der Kritik so besonders gründlich kritisiert? Unsere Autorin findet, auch leichte Unterhaltung darf kein männliches Privileg sein.
Something happened to queerness in the 1990s. Not only did we begin to describe more and more forms of non-normative desire and embodiment as “queer” – with the advent of the internet, queer communities also became digitised. Our knowledge and our intimacy is now unthinkable without vast transatlantic circuits and …
Nobody inspected the dangling Marias… None fretted for the 40 different infant Jesuses, threatening to tumble with the mama to the floor.
