Results for: queer parenting
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I’ll Never Walk Away: Writing About Motherhood From Imperfect Circumstances
“In the summer of 2021, right after a trip to visit him and my mom, my dad called me. He sounded weird.”
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Running Away, Running Home: A Bipolar Queer’s Path to Family
“I drove so fast away from her, that house, that man, that job, those lost friends, those queer dance parties, that supportive church, the community I created, without a single sound.”
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In The Movie Depicting My Childhood
“Legislators pass laws enabling families to control children and defund social services that support them, all in the name of protecting the wealthy, white, girl body. These policies, which are part of the theater of stranger danger discourse, endanger children by isolating them in their homes, where Lego fortresses can become wine cellars, tombs. JonBenét as a symbol becomes the sacrifice used to sustain this system. Her story becomes a dark illustration of the consumption of the violence and abuse inflicted on girls and women.”
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Not Grateful Enough
“Thank you for pushing me down a ramp so quickly that I slammed into a wall.”
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Shame as a Black, Autistic Queer Elder
“Toward the end of our stay in Mississippi, a 24-hour crisis line started up. I called them almost every weeknight.”
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Unexpected Item in the Bagging Area
“My wife and son didn’t know; no one knew. The guilt crept up when I unloaded the groceries in the kitchen, stolen and paid-for alike.”
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The Eras of My Bisexuality
She was the straight, white, Christian girl who was so picture perfect no one could dislike her.
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What If It’s a Woman?
“We spoke up. Hell, this was post-#MeToo era. We were heroes. I was… a hero. So, why did I feel so much shame when, a year later, a woman sexually assaulted me?”
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I Was Supposed To Be Good At Math
For a split second, I thought about her racial calculations, not because I felt I needed to know, but because maybe, finally, someone might be like me. I knew our skin colors carried the weight of the same questions.
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Is There Life After High School?
“I wanted to have nightmares about monsters or mass shootings. It was too embarrassing — in the midst of global catastrophe — to be concerned with something as frivolous as high school.”
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Between Orbits: Two Manipulators, Pulled Out of Abuse and Back
Or, the queer urge to almost form a cult with a straight woman.
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The Absolute Worst Thing A Boy Could Ever Be
Grieving a friend lost to suicide in childhood, the effects of harmful compulsory masculinity, and looking around at a life that could just barely have been imagined then.
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Say My Name, Mey’s My Name Pt. II: Independent (Legally a) Woman
“As I write about my name now, I feel strength, and contentment and comfort and home. I feel more like myself than I ever have before.”
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Out of the Ashes: Rebuilding a Relationship With My Dad
“If you’d told 17-year-old-me that in 2015, I’d be standing in Target, picking out a Father’s Day card or crying while dancing with my Dad at my wedding, I would’ve laughed in your face.”
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A Million Red Flags: My Polyamory Failure
What happens when first love and first heartbreak features a cast of three.
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Going Home To My Ghosts: A Photoessay
The entire story of our entire trip from California to Michigan and also all the bigger stories and the smaller ones, too.
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Linked Like We Once Were
It was so easy to stay in touch until it wasn’t: Until my resentment exceeded my love for her, until her fear exceeded her hope. But the world we made lingers.