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“They tried to bury us. They didn’t know we were seeds.” Dinos Christianopoulos

Guerrilla Resistance is an alternative platform for queer anti-capitalist art. Our art is free from editorial constraints and economic interests. But we do have an agenda.

History has been written disregarding our experiences; us, women, us, queer, us, migrants, us, the other. A whole system has been built on the back of our work, our lives, our sacrifices. The elitism of both the academic and the artistic spheres forces our stories to be fit into the same old molds, the same old stereotypes; we are victimized, patronized, hated, despised, frowned upon. But not any more.

The time for fake neutrality and fake allies is long past us. We want to challenge the oppressive status quo by telling our own stories, using our voices, our ideas, our bodies, to break through the shackles of social constraints.

Do no harm but take no shit.

Existence is resistance. The personal is political.

Manifesto

(…) Our voices will be heard. The slumber of peace and subjugation is long gone.

We will take our place. We will take our space. We will be visible.

We will exist fully, completely, and unapologetically. (…)

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A Goodbye Note I will never send

Dear Friend, I want you to know that I’m doing well and I hope you are too. I didn’t think I would ever want to write to you, but then again, time changes a lot of things. Distance is truly a great tool when it comes to pain. The further away, the better you can… Continue reading A Goodbye Note I will never send

Toutes des putes.

Ce texte est dédicacé à toutes mes copines féministes abolitionnistes. La maman, ou la putain ? Maman rentre le soir et sa journée est loin d’être terminée. Logique capitaliste. Corps qui produit, corps qui travaille, corps que vous tuez à la tâche. Le temps c’est de l’argent mais pourtant Jean-Mi ne vous paie pas lorsque vous… Continue reading Toutes des putes.

To the New Poly

You just got here so breathe deep. We’ll teach you all you need. This community serves to help one another and you’re free to ask as you please. Read as much as you need, this article and more, there are so many books about this. Don’t be scared, it might seem like a lot at… Continue reading To the New Poly

A cake with no candles

Today is the anniversary of my rape. The night when a man found me passed out drunk at the door of a club, took me to a construction site and raped me while I was unconscious. I woke up half naked, lying on a dirty mattress. When I went to the police, crying, I couldn’t… Continue reading A cake with no candles

Reach out

Want to join the poetic warfare and send your material for online publication and possibly print? Fill out the form below or drop us a message at expect.guerrilla.resistance@gmail.com. Please include a small summary of your piece in English and how you would like to be idenfied (pseudonym or name) and a couple of lines about… Continue reading Reach out