It was sometime last week this happened. I tried calling my mom again, a desperate attempt at asking for support. One would think a woman of experience in working in feminist groups would would be kinder, at least when her daughter tells her that somebody sexually assaulted her. By the…

originally published at the sangya project As I am writing this, I share space with two people who are hostile to me. I have been living in situations that resemble this for 25 years now. Shit’s scary… almost always is. If anyone is to read this from here on out…

The war that I thought would end rages on My people stabbing my people Who then are my people, my people? One cries at one's kind only in grim times I am not an angel from above Just a faggot, a tranny and a dyke Among a bunch of other things that…