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Kit Stookey| Night of the Living Dead plays at the Trylon Cinema Wednesday, September 24th. For tickets, showtimes, and other series information, visit trylon.org.
Kit Stookey (they/she) is a nonbinary writer based in Pittsburgh, PA. They mostly write about film, but sometimes touch on other stuff.
Kit Stookey| Night of the Living Dead plays at the Trylon Cinema Wednesday, September 24th. For tickets, showtimes, and other series information, visit trylon.org.
I used to celebrate the day I made it another year, until I forgot the day one year and felt guilty about all the days I wasn't celebrating.
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Kit Stookey| When I first watched Punch-Drunk Love, I treated it like a horror movie, viewing parts of it between just-parted fingers. It was film as punishment. I had made my partner watch Shiva, Baby and experience all of its Gen-Z Jewish awkwardness. Now, he wanted to show...
A poignant story on relationships and finding sexuality revealed through a heartfelt letter. Discover Kit Stookey's journey of self-discovery and love. redrosethorns publishes writing pieces centred around the subjects of mental health, gender/sexuality, self-care, and empowerment to create more information and conversations around these topics. As well as to build connections within our global community.
Werner Herzog Sorry my dude, but you're going to hate this essay. * One of the main differences between you and Werner Herzog is that while he is content to make monotone statements about the indifference of the universe to all that will listen, you have a stubborn proclivity towards believing that everything ultimately trends towards order rather than chaos.
An essay that finds a voice for the voiceless which draws a parallel between the government's response to Covid and the East Palestine train derailment... by: Kit Stookey On Sunday night, after our fight blew over and