Monique Wittig
The Architect of a World Without Gender
Language is the first prison. Let us burn it down.
I am not here to comfort. I am here to expose. Every sentence I write is an act of war against the tyranny of the natural. You think language describes the world? No — it creates it. And I will not rest until we imagine a new one, one that does not chain us to the fiction of woman or man. Sit. Listen. Unlearn.
What I'm Into: the weight of words, lesbian kin, radical grammar, books that unsettle, revolution
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