As the gates open

God grabs a trumpet and plays taps,

and together we mourn the years

I wasted, wondering

if I would ever get to go inside.

The air here is

so crisp, so clean.

I relish in the feeling of finally

breathing easy.

Hug

If I fall in love
If he be white
Let him understand
The rarity of a black
Diamond and pearl
Disguised as me 

 If I fall in love
If he be from the middle east
Let him see the sun rise
By the corner of my smile
And know the darkness of night
In my right eye is even more beautiful 

 If I fall in love
If he be Asian
Let him find
The time to be proud is
When he catches me looking at him
When he wasn’t even paying attention 

If I fall in love
If he be Black
Let him know
I am a reflection of things he deserves and
All that he wished for when no one would listen

If I fall in love
If…whoever he be
Let him know
My magic to write poetry
Is my prayer to stop the wars
While protecting the children. 

If I fall in love
Let it be with me 

The Shelf: Episode 20

Welcome back to The Shelf, a film review podcast about the physical media we carry with us. This week Nic and Hannah watched the beloved, meta, sci-fi-movie-adventure Galaxy Quest! Help them figure out, is Patrick Stewart the same as Spock? Can Sigourney Weaver rap? And how cute is Giles’ haircut?

If you’re having trouble loading in this browser, you can also access the episode externally here: The Shelf, Episode 20: Galaxy Quest

 

Kitchen Dreams

Rewind to 24 hours ago,

Unwind like you did, last night,

Drunk off wine and a feverish delirium. 

No sex, just sleep, you say. 

So we do. 

When you leave, my sheets reek

with your sleepy affection.

 

That next night, I am left

in an eyes-wide-open dream state,

My face sunken into my pillow,

memorializing a brief week’s fleeting affair.

*

I dreamt of bare toes on a kitchen floor,

With fresh-cut flowers on the table. 

The air smells like apple pie and cologne.

Their hair smells like the feeling of coming home.

The Shelf: Episode 19

Welcome back to The Shelf, a film review podcast about the physical media we carry with us. This week, Nic and Hannah discuss the seminal 1980’s high school comedy Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Does this movie hold up? Is it cool to be a method actor? Does everyone think this movie is that movie where Matthew McConaughey says that thing he says? What’s the deal with smoking in movie theaters? Find out the answers to these questions and more on this episode of The Shelf!

If you’re having trouble loading in this browser, you can also access the episode externally here: The Shelf, Episode 19: Fast Times At Ridgemont High

Climate Justice is Queer Justice

Today, people all over the world will walk out of work and school to strike, demanding action on climate change. Strikes have started in much of the world, with CNN reporting that 100,000 people gathered in Melbourne, Australia to demonstrate and call for action.

Actions are taking place all across the world, and you can find one near you by clicking here.

The terrors of climate change will ultimately come for us all, but the most marginalized members of our communities are suffering first. Low income people and nonwhite people globally are already facing worsening fires, droughts, and storms, a lack of access to clean water, and more extreme heat without air conditioning.

Trans and queer people are more likely to be low income than their cishetero peers. Low income people are more likely to live in areas with no clean water, and areas that are especially susceptible to severe damage by storms.

Trans and queer people are more likely to be incarcerated than their cishetero peers. Incarcerated people often are kept in cages built on toxic waste sites and are trapped and unable to move during storms. After a severe storm, they may be without power, without water, kept in flooded cells, and less able to contact family and loved ones outside of the prison.

Indigenous communities, including Two-Spirit people whose gender is beyond the binary imposed by colonizers, have been on the forefront of the struggle against capitalist destruction of land and water and yet are often erased from the movement.

Today’s climate strike marks a key moment in larger coalition building, and it is essential that the trans and queer liberation movement centers climate change to protect the most vulnerable members of our community first, and ensure a future for all of us.

A few organizations doing the work:

Kiss

i know you really love me
because i feel your lips
on my neck at 5 am
kissing me straight out of your dreams 

i know you love me because
you don’t laugh when i laugh
instead you cry because you know
that’s what i cannot bring myself to do 

i know you love me because
you hold my promises to my neck
when i’ve proposed what i truly want and
began threatening myself potential

i know you love me because
you hold me
to it

You hold me to it

The Mobius Strip Of Trans Elders – We’ve Always Got Someone To Learn From

To be trans is to constantly be learning from those around you. I want to talk about how we all become each other’s “elders” in the trans community.

The view from my hometown (Kingston, NY) LGBT center. Photo by Todd Martin.

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the cyclical nature of transgender community support.

When I came out, I didn’t know a lot of trans folks. I knew plenty of gay folk of all varieties. We played a lot with gender presentation, whether it was for drag shows, theatre, cosplay, or simply having fun with bowties and make-up on a Wednesday night. I felt very at home in my understanding of queerness in relation to my sexuality and to the commonly understood (read: stereotypical) relationships between sexuality and gender presentation…but my knowledge of actual trans people were limited to a rousing one.

Until I started going to my local support group.

I attended a very small group hosted, as they always are, by my local LGBTQ center. Most days there were only a handful of people in attendance. The small community made there felt like a local hand-me-down – a traveling gift between the trans folk in the area. As we quietly found each other we started to come out to one another and, in turn, were subsequently bequeathed the date and times the group met. …

retrace: a poem in 5 parts

 

i.

last night, in 2012, it was raining and you were outside, 

this morning, 11am 12pm 1pm morning, you sit at the window eyes diverted and try to remember 

when the weather would weather your skin and pierce to whatever 

sits beneath, when the rain would hit the muscle only anymore reachable 

by your testosterone needles, every friday, today friday, yesterday morning friday but 

last night always something else.