in my queer media era
Living in community with others, with love as a guiding principle, is helping me remember to assume the best about my family members.
on Deathwork & Griefwork/on Decolonizing/on Grief/on Harm & Reciprocity/on Praxis/on Rage/Poems/the Work
we are Atlas
a better world is possible
it will take all of us to make it
where ‘all of us’ means those who will do the work
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 in the darkness.
on being fundamentally changed
I used to think that I was weak, and tried to make that untrue by becoming as strong as possible. I used to believe that I was nobody, and tried to make that untrue by becoming important to people around me.
a hole in the sun
there is a hole in the sun and it is shaped like Gaza
november 7 journal: bring me a song
Maybe not all magic is meant to be understood.