the defiance and pain of queer being
We are so beautiful. Even as we dance and glitter and breathe an air maybe only temporarily free, we are beautiful. So long as we exist, we will always be light...
Category: on Queerness
I am one with my queerness and my queerness is with me
I love you, my siblings. My family. My dearest friends.
fragments of self
The self that exists in meatspace and on the internet has become fragmented in a way that deeply upsets me.
on Chosen Family/on Chronic Illness/on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Decolonizing/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Mental Health/on Queerness/the Pandemic
I write what hurts my feelings
The pain leads me to what is true.
fight like hell for the living
It is never far from my thoughts that some of us have already said our last words to those who are beloved.
ugh
I have been in peri-menopause for a while now, at least three years, I think? Maybe more? I should be keeping better track.