Val DeBarra
@vvhurricane.bsky.social
Writing, Activism, Lesbianism 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️💪🏻
This was written in early January, when the year already felt as though it had ended and something else had begun. It came out of time spent in Achill with others, walking, swimming, talking, paying attention. The piece is about care not as sentiment, but as condition.
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Val (@vdebarra)
This was written in early January, when the year already felt as though it had ended and something else had begun. It came out of time spent in Achill with others, walking, swimming, talking, paying a...
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January 9, 2026 at 4:51 PM
This was written in early January, when the year already felt as though it had ended and something else had begun. It came out of time spent in Achill with others, walking, swimming, talking, paying attention. The piece is about care not as sentiment, but as condition.
substack.com/@vdebarra/no...
substack.com/@vdebarra/no...
I went to visit Sylvia Plath's grave yesterday in the pouring rain.
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#sylviaplath #death #lgbt
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#sylviaplath #death #lgbt
The Grave as an Unresolved Narrative
Visiting the grave of a woman the world could not hold.
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December 5, 2025 at 1:00 PM
I went to visit Sylvia Plath's grave yesterday in the pouring rain.
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#sylviaplath #death #lgbt
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#sylviaplath #death #lgbt
What happens when a stranger’s voice knows your shape better than you do?
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When the Line Is a Curve
Something is ending.
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November 6, 2025 at 11:34 AM
What happens when a stranger’s voice knows your shape better than you do?
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I went to Rome, I had some thoughts.
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Queer Pilgrimage
Ruins, art, and the architecture of queer survival.
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September 22, 2025 at 3:22 PM
I went to Rome, I had some thoughts.
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We weren’t waiting for romance to make it count, queer friendship was already the centre.
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We Raised Each Other
What queer friendship builds when hierarchy falls away.
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August 18, 2025 at 5:47 PM
We weren’t waiting for romance to make it count, queer friendship was already the centre.
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I’ve never shared my writing here before.
For years I kept it to myself not because I didn’t have the words, but because I didn’t trust the world with them. This year I decided to change that. vdebarra.substack.com/p/hue?r=1ojmac
For years I kept it to myself not because I didn’t have the words, but because I didn’t trust the world with them. This year I decided to change that. vdebarra.substack.com/p/hue?r=1ojmac
Hue
Writing from the space between things
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August 9, 2025 at 2:12 PM
I’ve never shared my writing here before.
For years I kept it to myself not because I didn’t have the words, but because I didn’t trust the world with them. This year I decided to change that. vdebarra.substack.com/p/hue?r=1ojmac
For years I kept it to myself not because I didn’t have the words, but because I didn’t trust the world with them. This year I decided to change that. vdebarra.substack.com/p/hue?r=1ojmac