The Power Issue is full of stories that explore the micro and macro ways that power does its work in our world.
This was the way we found power over pain: Move.
“I told myself that moving was not going to actually fix my life, that living in a different state didn’t mean that my personality was going to change. It wouldn’t fix my depression and anxiety. I told myself this, all the while secretly hoping this move did have the power to fix me, to break me down to an elemental level and rebuild me.”
Astrology was too complicated. I decided to place my trust in Co–Star.
I don’t think anyone looks at the introverted, disabled woman, and thinks she’s powerful. But my family chose to. They are the reason that I can pushback against the stereotypes society holds for a quiet blind woman, and assert my place in this world. They taught me to swim in the waves.
I don’t think there was a specific cultural inception, but rather a percolation of various feminist ideals that bubbled over during the 1980s, the decade that female masculinity went mainstream.
When Thanksgiving rolled around I spent all my money on alcohol, and was left eating potatoes every meal for two weeks.
An autobiographical comic.
I could be anything, my mother taught me. I could be anyone I wanted. Except for being an atheist lesbian — that wasn’t really on the menu.
I am coming to believe that my body is where my knowledge of the Divine lives—even when intellectual belief in God eludes me. My body has known for years that to live it would have to change.
The story of queerness in Uganda, bound as it has been to fictions about who we are and who we ought to be, is a story of resilience, love and community.
Church leaders wielded the idea of “the will of the Lord” in ways that forced me to surrender power and agency — but when I started reading tarot, I found a new way to move through the world.
Saying yes almost destroyed me, but I was still afraid to say no.
If you could have any superpower, what would it be?
On refusal, rest, and resistance.
Is it too obvious to say that reading books about queer women with superpowers can be very… empowering?
Minutes before I saw Poison Ivory pour champagne down her back and watch it drip between her legs, I knew seeing this black burlesque performer would evoke Power.
After my frustrations grew, I ran for a seat in SAG-AFTRA’s delegation and became our first elected non-binary delegate, learning life lessons and queering up the world of labor union politics along the way.
These trans women activists have banded together in support of a city council bill that, if passed, would decriminalize consensual sex work in D.C. for people who are 18 and older, building grassroots power for their own communities.
I remember it all because for that one hour of that one day in that horribly long summer, I could see part of myself reflected in someone else and I felt less alone.
Lesbian bars may be dying, but lesbian nightlife is more alive than ever