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transgender day of remembrance

Hello, how are you doing?  Ming and I tabled zines at a transgender day of remembrance, here where we live now in Oregon.  Wow, it was intense. We make little altars wherever we go.  The only one who can protect me from sliding to death in my grief is the Mother of God.  I held… Read More »

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stripey

“Hey, dear.  Would you still love me if I wore stripey pants?” I asked Ming. “Yes,” he said. “Yay!  Well, I’m not sure they will fit,” I said.  “But if they do–thank you for loving me.” I was lying in bed, thinking about some stripey pants I found in a giveaway laundry basket downstairs.  They’re… Read More »

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nesting

Hello, I’ve been thinking about nesting.  I’m quite the nester.  If I’m really close to someone, especially if sex is involved, I want to live with them.  That’s just the kind of animal I am.  Cozy, cuddly, caring, curious, homey, needy animal. I was thinking about nesting because I met a couple–they seem to really… Read More »

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what I’ve learned from Lex

Hello, I want to tell you what I’ve learned from Lex.  Lex is an app for friend finding, date finding, and events sharing for queers.  So there are queer women, trans, nonbinary, and genderqueer people on there. I joined because a new friend of mine was talking about Lex, and I felt curious.  My friend… Read More »

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pride poetry

Oh hey.  I heard about some special pride poetry thing.  I heard about it from a Lex ad.  You dial a phone number during certain hours, and someone would write a poem about the subject of your choice.  Wow, instant poetry gratification. I didn’t know anything about it. Was I supposed to pay money? Was… Read More »

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being my own girlfriend experiment concluded

This essay originally appeared in the radical mental health zine functionally ill 26: more vibrant than usual.   being my own girlfriend experiment concluded For a year or so, I was trying to be my own girlfriend.  The experiment concluded a few days ago when I decided I can’t be my own girlfriend.  It was a… Read More »