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Misogyny – the hatred of femmes – runs deep in our culture. I’m not shocking anyone by stating the obvious here : for hundreds if not thousands of years, women have been bashed, judged, objectified, underpaid, under-recognized, discriminated against, raped, assaulted, and served all sorts of daily micro-aggressions. Trans women and effeminate men, as “traitors” […]


THEY.

28Jan14

Hi, everyone. I’ve been having a lot of pronoun angst lately so I thought I would state this clearly. My name is Quito and I’m a proud transgender person. I prefer “they” pronouns, and have been using them in queer community for a couple of years now. Because I know myself to be androgynous or […]


I was having some feelings this morning  that turned into the longest Facebook post I’ve ever written but I guess some feelings require many paragraphs to explain, here they are. Thinking about Mandela, empathy, a revolution in human relationships, queer economics, functional interdependent communities, last night’s incredible/inspiring JFREJ Meyer Awards, how communities age and grow […]


First of all I want to preface this by saying, I know this happens every day in places that are not one block from Stonewall. I know it is a cliché to be a white person who is outraged by a gay-bashing happening in their own backyard when this shit happens all the time, in […]


Dreams of daffodils, a sunny field of them, and an audience applauding. I think it’s time to deal with my stage anxiety. At five I was the shortest little jazz dancer in Miss Ella’s studio. I spent most of my time trying to touch my uvula with the tip of my tongue in the mirror […]


Slept on the Land** last night, spontaneously, without socks. Woke up freezing under 3 mismatched afghans, decided to head home for a long hot bath. A sign on Highway 103 said MOVING SALE so I turned right, just to see. The sale was nowhere to be found, but Ella sang Misty on my mix tape […]


What I understand about movements and what I understand about people is how sometimes the things that paralyze you in your own heart, that you take very personally, as your own thing to work through ⎯ particularly when it comes to gender, which at its root is identity-based ⎯ sometimes those things make you feel really isolated in your own experiences. And yet ⎯ we talk to people, and we talk to more people, and we talk to more people, and we realize the things that we experience privately in our hearts is often reflected by the experiences other people have in their hearts too.

And so, I wanted to start a broader conversation about that, because I didn’t feel like that was happening enough.