Being broken and standing back up whenyou don’t want to and don’t have the strength to do so,is one of the bravest things in the world.Not once, but again and again and again.That is what is required, even when curledup in a ball is where you want to be. The world is like a rickety…
Submit a company for Boycott Review
I have been building a list of companies that I and my partner have boycotted over the past couple of years. A lot of people have really been grateful to have access to this list, so I have added it here for you to access (below). If you would like to submit a company for…
I, Woman
Waking up in a body that the only connection I had to it was revulsion was one of the hardest realizations that I have ever come to. I told myself at 4 years old that I was wrong, different, and broken…and over the next 26 years, I did everything in my power to bury that…
Pride Month (And Juneteenth) Reflections and Rantings
This Month, I have taken the time to write up a few different posts about different marginalized identities within the LGBTQIA+ community on my personal Facebook Account(s). I am going to aggregate them here. I will probably add some more, as I am apt to Rant. On Non-Binary Identities So, had a conversation with a…
Reflections on Womanhood
So, today being International Women’s day, I have been thoughtful all day. Last year, I went to the local march, even though it was excruciatingly cold. I felt like I didn’t belong, or like I was an imposter, because I didn’t grow up in a body like theirs, and because I still had the benefits…
Carrying on
Good morning friends. I am in a very contemplative state this week, but especially today. Today being election day in the US. We have a very broken system, that cannot be denied. The powers that be tell us it is a Democracy, which is nothing but a pipe dream, we are much closer to an…
Mutterings and Musings of a Merry Maiden
The last 18 months have been some of the hardest, but most rewarding of my life. I realized a lot of things about myself and the world about me. Not just that I am a Bisexual Transgender Woman, that is probably the biggest one, but many other things as well. In all of the self…
What dreams may come
This is a poem that I wrote a few weeks ago about the last year, and coming to terms that I am a Transgender Woman. Hope that you enjoy (Copyright 2019 under Creative Commons). Am I rightIn taking flight? In being true to myselfI have had to break the oldConceptions of what is trueAnd Be…
#MentalHealthMatters /s
CN: Mentions of Suicide, mental health issues, ableism, pushing medication Doing choresthe simple and mundane tasksbecause right as of now…complex is too much to ask. Mental health matters!Scream the employers and politicians…But only if productivity doesn’t dip low. Only as long as you don’t arrive late,never show your “Illness,”and finish all projects on time.Make sure…
The Choice (A Free Verse Poem)
Identity is something personal,not open for debate. You can either accept that people know their truth…or not. If the latter is your choice,then you will possibly have to learn to live without their presence in your life. The truth of the matter is,as much as you may want others to be a part of your…
Keeping the False in the Forefront
Finding.Grinding.Blinding.Never-Minding. Making the world a better placeSeems to require its own kind of grace. Pushing against the brokennessGives us a different kind of stress,That we can’t control or destroy. We try to come together to bring joy,While there are snakes in the grassWho pretend to have honorable intentions,When, in reality, they have to look up…
Name Change Help: Credit Bureaus
Something people don’t tell you about changing your name is that it is not a one and done type of situation. Congratulations, your name is changed legally…but we are not going to tell anyone else: Not Social Security, DMV, the health department (for an updated birth certificate), your job, insurance, etc, etc, etc. One of…
Colourful Queers
I wrote this while at the BLM Pride protest in Schenectady, NY this afternoon. I hope that you enjoy. ——– Colourful Queers Facing their fears,and being their true selves,are the bravest beings on the planet. Stronger than Granite. We will not break,because, like that book that you use to condemn,We are stronger by standing together…
You Are Wrong
Masterful,Magical,and Magnificent, Are words that are seldom usedto describe beings like me.Instead, the phrases describing usborder on abuse. Facts, not feelings, these bigots shout,Except, to them, facts have no clout.We give them hundreds of studies and peer reviewed journals,That show we are right,All we get in response are jeers. The facts they are talking about,…
Can’t I be fragile sometimes, too?
*Note: These are my feelings and thoughts, not anyone else’s, especially not any other trans person’s. So, don’t use this as an excuse to call all trans people, or all trans women weak. If you do, you are an asshole. Full Fucking Stop* I am an author and poet. I am an advocate and ally…
What may be…
So, I have some family that is resistant to using my pronouns and calling me Justice; instead using my birth name and pronouns. While most of you will find it hard to believe that I have a hard (almost impossible) time speaking up when they are misgendering me and deadnaming me, what with how outspoken,…
A Boy Shaped Costume
So, I was asked a few different questions about my experience as a Trans Woman. I am going to try to answer one (or more, but let’s be honest, I am verbose, so…) of them every day until I am through them. The first one is: Do you feel like you were socialized differently from…
I am a Trans Woman, and this is why
So, a friend asked me today why I identify as a trans woman instead of as just a woman, because it seems like I am separating/sub-categorizing myself. I could have just commented, but instead, I decided to write it out thoughtfully. There are many reasons, and it is a choice I made, and make on…
Reflections on Easter
Random thought that I had yesterday. I am going to preface this with, not attacking anyone, just something that I have been reflecting on and made me think. I also could be just overthinking this, as I am apt to do at times, so please let know your thoughts. If however, you see this as…
Let your being fly free
Who is the one that you are? Are they near Or are they far? What has kept you from finding them? I would guess that it is fear. Do you really want to live your life for someone else, Giving up parts of yourself with nothing in return? Instead, why not be true, instead of…
Press on!
Victory! Euphoria! Magic! Tragic! Loss! Disheartened! Joy! Love! Hate! Emptiness! All of these and more, Are what life has in store For those that continue the ride Even when it feels like everything has been tried. I say to you my friend, Press on! This is not the end, This is barely the beginning. Even…
An Open Letter to People that Don’t Know Me, and Judge Me with No Information
So, yesterday, I received an email. Nothing abnormal about that, except for 4 things. 1) It was from an old family friend who I haven’t seen or spoken to in years, and would have no way to get the email address they sent it to, except by getting it from someone. 2) They somehow knew…
Focusing On The Gurney
What is the meaningOf all of the unknowns,And how do you findIn what direction it leans? Finding direction in a worldSo scattered and coldFilled with issues so burledIt seems insurmountable, when everythingIs bought and sold. How can you place value onIngenuity,Fantasy,Imagination,and love,When it seems as if friendly cooperation is gonefrom existence, and crushed from above?…
Arising from the corpse
Vanquished, lying in the dirt,No more energy left.Unable to give any more to his facademade of dreams, wishes, and ideals. Totally bereft,And done with the lies of his Godof times past. Arising from the corpse,She emerges at last.She cannot hide herself anymore,no matter the consequences,She is who he truly was at his core. She is…
Nurture, Nature, or Trauma?
Visceral,Empirical,Whimsical. How was I created:Nurture, Nature, or Trauma?I have tradedSo much of myself, to avoid drama. No more. It is time to even the score. No longer will I minimize myselfAnd place who I really am upon the shelf. Spending all of my energyAvoiding being me.Finding the truth in who I am,Is not quiet, like…
Beating the Screams Out of My Dreams
Beating the screams Out of my dreams, Destroying the vision of what I have been Time to buck this trend.Where am I going, where will this lead?No idea, but going to make this world bleed Not in a violent way, but adding colour to my world of grey. Time keeps ticking on, as I re-create…