If we correctly acknowledge recent and ongoing anti-trans, and particularly anti-trans youth, legislation, as well as longstanding c/overt efforts to genetically detect, isolate, and destroy this nebulous monster called “autism” in ever-younger children as well as fetuses in utero, as eugenics, we see that efforts at “curing” autism and denials of trans childrens’ bodily autonomy are not merely efforts to stymy individual behavior, but efforts to shape a future in which we never existed in the first place.
Tag Archives: gender
cavar, sarah, & the they we are
This (k)new name, for me, is not a tie-cut but an invitation.
A hearty hand-flap for Mel Baggs
Mel lived every day in direct defiance of death. As in, laughing heartily and heavily in the face of death, all between poems and blog posts and crochet patterns.
where have you been?
Busy. I’ve been busy. I don’t think I’ve ever been so busy in my life before –– between thesis-writing, grad-school applying, and the perhaps-irresponsible number of commitments (zine included!) I’ve thrown myself into full-force this semester, I’ve struggled to find the time for extensive personal writing. Honestly, I’ve struggled to find the mental space forContinue reading “where have you been?”
gender//mad zine is here!
Long time no talk! It’s been an incredibly busy month, with thesis work, coursework, independent writing projects, organization commitments, and my on-campus job combined producing absolute schedule chaos. Luckily, I’ve managed to find time to release the zine I’ve been working so hard on since the beginning of the summer! Gender//mad is a zine exploringContinue reading “gender//mad zine is here!”
returning & releasing
“[T]hat’s what family is, at least to me. Being what we need to for each other, with each other, even if elements of it hurt.”
a convergence of passed/past lives
Mutually following some friends from high school leaves open the possibility for anyone to find me, forcing me to contend with the reality of my life’s non-segmentation. It forces me to contend with the fact that the segmentation is purely in my own mind, that it’s only in my own mind that my life comes in “eras,” and that I’m an extra in everyone else’s story with a long and continuous plot-line, not one that comes in parts or chapters.
buzzzzzz (changes in the scenery)
My home environment, though right now haunted by the final paper, due as late as May 16th, I have not yet turned in, is overwhelmingly more conducive to all forms of critical and creative thought than MHC was, if only because it acts as a change of scenery. I sit right now at my desk,Continue reading “buzzzzzz (changes in the scenery)”
In transit
As I write this, I sit in the Philadelphia airport, one that’s become very familiar to me over the last couple years –– I fly through here almost every time I go to Virginia to visit my partner, Ell. Despite initially having –– –– I just saw a guy drop his whole container of noodlesContinue reading “In transit”
trans(and/or?)butch
Anyone I’ve spoken to for an extended period of time this semester probably knows that this semester, I’m engaged in an independent study. Too complicated (or perhaps I’m just too long-winded!) for a quick and comprehensive elevator pitch, I usually say that I’m thinking about “butch (and/or) trans (and/or) masculine relationality, historically and today.” ButContinue reading “trans(and/or?)butch”
