trigger warnings: i take accountability for the fact that i have not done tws in the past. i will from now on be conscious of putting "tw: [content that may be triggering]" before posts that i think need that. i will also put those into the tags for use w/ things like savior. please let me know a preferred system for you/tw's that i do not do that you need and/or want.
tw/content warning: violence, hate crime, trans* identity
The stepfather and sister of a transgender woman stabbed to death at a Northeast D.C. bus stop last February are inviting members of the LGBT community to…
The memorial will take place tomorrow, Saturday February 2nd, at 4:30pm, at East Capitol Street and Sycamore Street, N.E., DC. The LGBTQ community is invited.
I want to be with you. I wanna go live in a house together. Invite Alyssa and mike to come w dogs and cats in tow. I wanna have a queer commune collective resources sex-gender-body-skill trades. I wanna sleep in a different soft or hard place every night tempered with love. I wanna invite all travelers and displaced folx a place to rest their spirit soul and head. I wanna share toys partners stories loves cultures foods friends non secrets. I wanna have different levels balconies pools skate areas play areas all with elevators escalators alarms with lights sounds and vibrations. I wanna have a haven and hard conversations and work to struggle through together. I wanna be real about my wants needs capacity strengths weaknesses process. I wanna invite family over to weave a patch onto our quilt borne of love pain experience vulnerability in/visibility pressure force. I wanna break bread nori beans bottles boundaries walls borders with y’all. I wanna listen and not respond. Feel you in my core. Spread spirit throughout the space. Engage differently and constantly every day. Give all I want and got and keep some for me too. Love loving my body gender people roots nests flight leaves feathers pieces shattered and together. I wanna set cruise control on long road trips with hard conversations and through new grounds always. I want to recognize the way our mind bodies and spirits are colonized and settled in. I want to reclaim that and disclaim ownership over property land and other people’s emotions. I wanna get past “this stuff” and jump right in. I want both and. I want me. I want to be seen when I am unsure. I wanna see your energy and aura. I wanna call out privilege and appropriation and violence in my self others and our space. I wanna rainbow composed of different size color body ability sound senses feelings.Tru 사랑
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Dean Spade fan blogging all night long
been really feeling my whole-ness and my absence and my existence so hard lately. thank you Dean Spade.
from “For Lovers and Fighters” by Dean Spade
thinking about feeling grounded when i know for sure that my roots (neural connections, familial connections, friendship ties, tectonic plates, sternum) have all recently been uprooted, ungrounded, ripped from the soil. the soil has been sprinkled back over my forehead as if to ground me more in my thoughts and emotions. and they are the most intense that they have ever been, more so than ever. and this is truly grounding; yet my thoughts and feelings catapult me out in front of others in ways that they’re not used to (likely making them uncomfortable or more “worried”). water is being poured over me as if to tempt my neurons to sprout dendrites out into the world, feeling and emoting all over the damn place. well, that’s happening, and the neurotransmitters are binding with some of y’all. binding like a super-tight, two-armed, full-bodied hug from behind. sending messages of love and infinitely supportive energy to every end of each organ. tearing away from the active sites after a bit of endocytosis and transformation. and traveling along with a slight limp that gets incorporated into an everyday swagger of survival.