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Category: on Rage

silhouette of erupting volcano during night time
on Rage/Poems

unexpectedly I suddenly needed to write a poem

Posted by Nix Kelley

how can I tell you of my rage / the holy fire that makes and unmakes me

'never forgotten' spray painted on an old metal door
on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Queerness/on Rage

TDOR: our safe spaces become violent

Posted by Nix Kelley

I want to remember my trans siblings today, but instead I have to witness from afar the same thing that always happens to us: violence, death, hatred.

closeup of two people holding hands, palm outward, washed in blue light against a red background
on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Decolonizing/on Generational Trauma/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Rage

the sound of angry people

Posted by Nix Kelley

Anger is exhausting. Rage burns in us and sometimes we burn too. Rest where you can.

a naked woman, Truth, emerging from a well. famous painting reproduced faithfully as a photorealistic image.
on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Rage

this is not an obituary

Posted by Nix Kelley

Time is not really a flat circle; it does turn back on itself in an endless loop, but perhaps if we are lucky the loop is a spiral and we are getting somewhere ...

a black and white photo of a street with people in robes and a car in front of a cluster of buildings. the focal point is a monk who is actively on fire. this is the famous photo of Quảng Đức during his self-immolation
on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Praxis/on Rage

my heart burned open wide

Posted by Nix Kelley

I think that when we look for as long as we can — and look away if we have the privilege to be able to look away — it helps remind us that while the world is bi...

comic drawing by Effin Birds. there is a bird walking toward the left side of the image. the words 'FUCK THIS SHIT, I'M OUT OF HERE @effinbirds' are drawn on the bottom in a fancy font
on Chronic Illness/on Co-Parenting/on Mental Health/on Rage/the Pandemic

angry

Posted by Nix Kelley

I don’t know how to be angry and kind at the same time, so I pick one or the other, and usually ‘kind’ wins because I was socialized female and I don’t feel com...

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Nix Kelley
Nix Kelley
Genderqueer non-binary trans. They/them/theirs. Death doula, clergy-in-training, writing about queer identity, death, hope, praxis, & song lyrics.

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I READ BANNED BOOKS

GENDERQUEER: a memoir (deluxe edition) by Maia Kobabe, read in one day in April 2023

We Do This Til We Free Us (audiobook) by Mariame Kaba, finished in May 2023


We're each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?

Ursula K. Le Guin, The Wind's Twelve Quarters, Volume 1
remember who you are

The future cannot blame the present, just as the present cannot blame the past. The hope is always here, always alive, but only your fierce caring can fan it into a fire to warm the world.

Susan Cooper, Silver on the Tree
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