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Enter Sandman – Neil Gaiman

Posted on December 19, 2016

Enter Sandman

"You get what anyone gets;

you get a lifetime."

— Death, Sandman —

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True Trans Soul Rebel

Posted on December 12, 2016

True Trans Soul Rebel

"All dressed up and nowhere to go
Walking the streets all alone
Another night to wish you could forget
Making yourself up as you go along"

— Against Me —

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Substance

Posted on December 10, 2016

A is for anxiety
B is for body dysphoria
C is for can't
D is for death
E is for escape
F is for fear
G is for gatekeeper
H is for hope

Sorry— sometimes I get confused.

Alcohol is for anxiety
Vicodin is for pain
Hormones are for life
Lasers are for nerve endings
Advocacy is for survival
Panic.

Panic is my resting state.

I'm much better than I used to be, and that alone warms my insides as much as it terrifies. That a life of stacking bricks has amounted to something real. Very real. I'm real…

I take a selfie every day since I started my transition. This was me the morning after the election:

11/9/16

But then I picked myself up and saw this reflected all around me: in the hearts of my vocal allies and in the cries of those whose bubble had just been burst.

I've been blessed with empowering moments where I find myself encouraging someone who has never tasted the bitter affirmation wafer of oppression.

Panic is my resting state. Oppression, silence, displacement, and violence are my heritage. Survival is my muse and fully living my heart's desire.

An alphabet soup of loss in the desert while numbering the stars. My identity is politics. Every breath a rebellion. Every day a revolution.

Take my hand. Together we can fly.

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Where the Wild Things Are

Posted on November 28, 2016

Where the Wild Things Are

“To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower;

Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour.

— William Blake —

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When the Morning Comes

Posted on November 21, 2016

When the Morning Comes

“The Edge...

There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over."

— Hunter S. Thompson —

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How Can I Keep From Singing?

Posted on November 19, 2016

How Can I Keep From Singing

"When tyrants tremble, sick with fear,
And hear their death-knell ringing,
When friends rejoice both far and near,
How can I keep from singing?
In prison cell and dungeon vile,
Our thoughts to them go winging;
When friends by shame are undefiled,
How can I keep from singing?"

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Trans Day of Remembrance 2016

Rest in Power