Fat-Booty Butch Wears Leggings — Confuses World, Confronts Self
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Yo, I wore leggings out in the world today for the first time…
Public Displays of Affection: The Politics of Being Queer In Front Of Other Humans
About three months ago, I was walking down a quiet street in Rio de Janeiro with my mother, who had…
Imagining the Promised Land
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I never meant to be Jewish.
I mean, technically, I’m not Jewish…
On Navigating the Unexpected Death of a Queer Friend
At 22, this is a situation I’ve had to encounter a couple of times, which is already a couple of…
The Poet and The Scientist: The Last Notch on the Bible Belt
We hopped off our Greyhound bus in Oklahoma City with hardly time to reminisce on our trip through…
The Poet and the Scientist: Deep In My Heart, In Texas
Ashley (the poet) and Marine (the scientist)met at A-Camp, fell in love and set off into the sunset…
“Yes, I Know What A Gigabyte Is”: Let’s Talk About Sexism In The Tech Industry
When I lived in Paris, I taught and tutored English at a technology university. It had the same…
I Talk to Problematic People in Bars
Once upon a time, I had a home of my own, and a wide social circle, and I never had any reason to…
The Poet and The Scientist: From One End of the Mississippi to the Other
Tonight we’re relaxing in a hostel in Houston, reminiscing on the week behind us and getting…
If Joan Of Arc Can Do It, Why Can’t I?
Ever since I went to a Halloween party hosted by my friend’s church youth group in the 6th grade,…
The Poet and the Scientist: Taking Back Sandwiches in the Midwest
Ashley (the poet) and Marine (the scientist)met at A-Camp, fell in love and set off into the sunset…
I Knew I Was a Girl at 8: Transitioning as a Teenage Activist
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I remember explaining to Harmony, my best…
22 (Mostly Weird) Superpowers I Wish I Had When I Was A Kid
When I was a kid one of my hobbies was coming up with weird superpowers that I thought it would be…
Queer Lapis: Learning to Love Home Again
Beads of sweat drip down my girlfriend Nightingale’s bright red cheeks as she devours the chicken…