My latest for The Establishment.
And so I find myself a privileged member of a group defined by its lack of privilege: a girl who cherishes her mother while her sisters long for their parents to talk to them like they’re people.
My latest on The Establishment: I Ache For My Trans Friends Abandoned During The Holidays
Please take care of each other.
like not to be negative but yr not gonna get someone’s sentence overturned or commuted with a whitehouse.org petition
Chelsea Manning’s legal team filed for a formal commutation of her sentence on November 14th. you can read the full application here. while the petition is not the sole basis for her release, it is being used to expedite the process of assessing her eligibility for commutation while obama is still in office and the acting president.
comments like this are not only a little irritating but they’re also just totally misinformed. like political prisoners rely on petitions a lot to gain local, national and eventually international support and have been effective in the past in expediting their release process. this defeatist “nothing will ever change oh well” attitude is such a waste of time and kind of pretentious. like i can understand the cynicism and pessimism–but it would be worthwhile to recognize that there is no better time than right now to campaign for her release. this is the most optimal time period to apply pressure to the obama admin to commute her sentence. sign the petition.
Bad news, y’all :(
The mobility scooter that I rely upon to work, travel, basically function outside my home, has suffered a catastrophic break. It happened just as I was getting off the bus on my way to work. I am ok, but the scooter is done. I will either have to replace 2/3 of it or get a new one.
I am permanently disabled and cannot support myself without a functioning mobility device. This was the worst thing that could have happened. I cannot miss work or I’ll lose my job. I had to spend all of my money on a temporary rental. I needed that money for rent, but it was an emergency. Now I’m trying to recover and rebuild.
I have opened an etsy store, if you would like a nerdy backpack I have 7 styles to choose from. Check out Jay Justice Designs. I will be posting handmade costumes and props there soon.
I have started a GoFundMe as well, if you’d like to donate or share, any help at all is greatly appreciated. I’ve been trying to stay positive throughout this whole thing. Thank you so much for your support.
“Make America Great (Scary)”
Graffiti at Winthrop St Station, Brooklyn NY.
I haven’t posted much about the election, but at the eleventh hour, here’s a little thing to consider: If you vote(d) for Trump, whether as a protest vote or in earnest, you are not my friend.
There is a school of thought to which I formerly subscribed that says people must remain friends regardless of political affiliation; this is patently false when the politics of one person directly harm others. A vote for Trump is a vote for the anti-LGBTQIA policies of Mike Pence, like conversion therapy, which kills people like me. A vote for Trump is a vote for suppression of a free press, the industry in which I work. A vote for Trump is an endorsement of nationwide stop-and-frisk & brutality against black and brown bodies.
I have problems with Clinton which others have expressed ad infinitum. But if you support her opponent today, please let me know so I can block you, because I don’t want your toxicity in my life.
(And as a Nader fan: Stein’s a crap candidate. So is Johnson. Let’s have a *smart* third party revolution, please, and save the protest votes for down ballot.)
My band’s first album is a live show we did in September! I finally got to mix it and posted last night. Please share it around if you enjoy! And if you’re in NYC on 11/21. we’ll be playing Bizarre in Bushwick at 10pm (after the November installment of UNDISCOVERED COUNTRIES at 8). For FREE, even!
Anonymous asked:
Hey you look great on your selfie👍👍 I really love your look😍😍 Don't let sexist bigots tell you that wearing a pink top and eyeshadow makes you somehow less of a man😊😘
Well, uh. Thanks?
But I’m not a man. Men can absolutely wear pink tops and eyeshadow, but I’m a girl and I’m thrilled to be one.
My body is that of a trans woman. Not a man.
(Hey, I’m back!)
hey there guys I usually never do this but here we go i guess.
my names rooney im a 19 year old gnc trans girl from southern california and i really need some short term assistance. in june i was fired from a year long food service job for “tardiness” (ie working while trans) and income since then has been inconsistent. i currently live with my abusive mom who i rely on financially while im in school. a month ago i got a new job that is giving me no hours (5 hours a week) but recently i got a job at a nonprofit where i drive around southern california collecting donations. luckily they do compensate me in my paycheck for my gas and parking but unfortunately im flat broke and simply can’t afford to work right now.
there is currently 4 dollars in my bank account and i don’t get paid until next friday. between my phone bill and car insurance not to mention gas and food right now i can’t afford to travel to my first few shifts. i only need to reach a goal of about 40-50 dollars so i can pay for gas and parking fees but after my paycheck i should be able to support myself. i don’t feel comfortable asking my mom for a loan since i already owe her a lot of money and she’s been talking a lot about kicking me out lately. im currently unable to support myself on my own and as a queer trans woman im petrified of becoming homeless.
please if you have any spare money send it my way, i really need all the help i can get. even if you can’t donate please signal boost this.
please help me out here guys i know this doesn’t sound like an emergency but if i lose this job i most certainly will have to drop out of school and will live out of my car.
Hey, another column of mine is up!
Fuck you, Bill Maher!
July Patreon Poem: “Dirt Queen”
This month’s form was a set of 3 haiku; since I’ve been so bad at getting Patreon rewards out, I stretched it up to 5 as an apology. None of my $10+ backers requested a theme, so I chose to write about the evolution of my anxiety over the course of a weekend spent with friends in the Catskills.
If you’d like to support my poetry and other writing, please pledge to my Patreon! Enjoy!
1.
Ants’ staccato feet
Creep to black sanctuary
No sun; no fear; peace
2.
Night’s gloom welcomes sleep,
Daylight’s shadowy mercy.
Then the terror feeds.
3.
Flames lick the stricken
bodies of our deepest selves
‘Neath gasoline seas
4.
She cannot last the night.
Herself is out to get her.
Outside, a cat screams
5.
Deep underground, as
Soldiers guard the crum’bling hive,
A queen takes her throne.
Friday column’s up. Some dude on Twitter was mocking trigger warnings and I wasn’t having any of it, so this is my rare “fuck you in particular” article.
Bonus material: he won’t get out of my Twitter mentions with his shitty, Gen X anti-trans discourse. Because of course he won’t.
utteradoxography
