Results for: queer parenting
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I Grew Up In A House That Was Haunted
In finding out that the legacy of redlining was so connected to my childhood home, I started to wonder what else I harbored that no one had ever thought to explain to me. I wanted to understand how my family and I became this way: so oblivious to our direct complicity in white supremacy
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Crafting The Narrative Of Abuse
Narratives of violence and abuse are so familiar in our history and culture that we hardly notice them. Corinne Manning shares what it took to notice and transform these narratives in their own fiction and their story collection, We Had No Rules.
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How I Learned to Tie a Tie Without My Dad
Perhaps he would have loved me enough. I’ll never know, and my eschatology doesn’t include a heaven from which re-embodied souls watch over our earthly lives. All I have is speculation about how he might have reacted to his daughter’s bisexuality, and to his daughter not being precisely a daughter at all.
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Butch Slut
In the pool hall, my sweetheart and a close friend tease me one night: “unimpressive,” “pure luck,” “you aren’t that good.” They were trying to get my ire up so that an hour later when I told them to stare into each other’s eyes as I fucked my sweetheart’s body, I would mean it with a snarky competitive vengeance, I would mean it with power and control, I would be pushed to take what I want.
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Begging to Be Sterilized
“It seemed at the time to be exactly what life was about, and only just barely staying alive, curling up in corners of lonely, unclean rooms in shaking fits of sadness too raw to keep inside my head, screaming into my bent knees.”
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Shoulder Pads and Short Cuts: How Grace Jones Made Me Powerful
A love letter to the only woman that stole my heart and snatched my scalp at the same damn time.
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How Whitney Houston Taught Me the Greatest Love of All For My Queer Black Self
My journey to self-love through the influence of Whitney Houston’s life and music.
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Queer Latinx Love is Resistance: A Collection of Vignettes
“There’s nothing more I want to remember than every moment and sensation we shared. Our grinding hips at Queer Cumbia, feeling your drunken sweat drip onto my freshly implanted tits. The way we sloppily made out and smeared our red and burgundy lips all over our mouths, noses, forehead, and neck.”
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Leaving a Mark on the American Heartland With My Solo Queer Trans* Woman Roadtrip
“This past year of my transition, 2012, has been one of road travel with many miles revisited across numerous American states… Not the least of my concerns was driving my friend Xene’s unfamiliar Prius. Yet, my larger concern was driving solo as a woman.”
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Leaving It on the Court: When My World Changed, Sports Stayed
My teammates didn’t know that I was ending my run in this men’s league because I had to leave my male identity on the court.
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“And I Do Mean All My Life”: A Trans* Coming Out Letter
For anyone who’s ever wanted to say it in a letter.
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On Camp: Being Queer Wasn’t a Big Deal, My Privilege Was
“I don’t remember the names of most of the people I met that week. Except for his: Tuck.”
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On Camp: Girl Scout Camp – Freedom, Feminism and Hobo Pies
“My awkwardness should have followed me along to Girl Scout camp, but somehow I managed to shed most of it in the 40 miles between the city and that patch of unremarkable forest.”
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Here/Queer: Two Years as a Lesbian Expat in South Korea
“Within the violence of invisibility there was also a sense of liberation and expansiveness, like we could just make everything up as we go along.”
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Rock n’ Roll Camp for Girls: Role Models, Riot Grrrls and Revolutions
“I wanted this camp to turn me into a rock star.”
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On Camp: I Hold Camp In My Heart
“I would’ve cried if someone hadn’t started singing, and then someone else joined in.”
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Everything Happens Elsewhere: Northern Ireland in the Nineties
“Things seemed so big out there and we were just waiting for life to begin properly. I felt electric with anticipation.”