Mirrors and Makeouts: Finding Trans Pleasure
Within the brief eternity of our car makeout, in touching her body, I felt my shame begin to melt.
Within the brief eternity of our car makeout, in touching her body, I felt my shame begin to melt.
Of all the unexpected changes I encountered during my transition, the most surreal had to be transforming a part of my body.
Science fiction taught me that any sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic. In the kitchen, my girlfriend is a witch.
There’s something about bisexuality that non-bisexual people project a lot of their fears and questions onto, maybe because it’s positioned as ‘other’ to everything else. So we become the focus of these questions that aren’t really about us in specific at all.
My summer hookup with a rich businesswoman in Japan gave me something more valuable than even the room service wagyu steak.
It’s not every day that you get to witness this particular kind of linguistic phenomenon occurring: an established, even antiquated word gaining new versatility in a different context. (Fair warning, there’s a metric fuckton of nerdery ahead.)
Society painted me as a burden, and undeserving of autonomy. I have taken that paintbrush and created a beautiful life where being disabled isn’t a bad thing.
Body fat is central to how we perceive gender. So what does that mean if you’re a trans person?
There is no “solution” to gender identity.
The best use of a graphic design degree is a gay animated slide deck.
Many who have taken testosterone have become pregnant and birthed babies, and there is no evidence that testosterone impacts fertility long-term. But the myths about testosterone continue swirling.
You want to know where you came from, is that it? Do not be embarrassed. Nature did not see motherhood in me, either.
My intention was always to go back to my binders as soon as I was done nursing my son. But the longer I waited, and the longer they sat there in my drawer, tucked in with my socks and underwear, the more they became less a sense of self that waited to be reclaimed and more a lurking, almost ominous presence that filled me with anxiety every time I thought about going to put one on.
“I feel like people started enacting these borders around it and categorizing it, and that felt so bad and wrong, and the antithesis of everything that it should be. Then, some people also really conflated it with the idea of being genderless or agender, and I’m like, “No…” I feel a lot of gender feelings! I don’t know what they are, or what they mean, but they’re there.”
This is the legacy of colonization. It is the mass extinction of identities and languages that can no longer exist because someone else said they were bad.
Trans Vietnamese artist, Jean Pham, shares an original portrait series, spotlighting and revering trans Asian leaders as subjects in the midst the heightened violence in both Asian and trans communities.
Recognizing that I was never going to fit comfortably into my American peers’ idea of masculine or my Indian family’s idea of feminine meant freedom to throw out both scripts and write a new one.
What are you to do when you are a Vietnamese asexual and aromantic woman who grew up in white, cishet, francophone-dominated Montreal in the 1980s and 1990s?
An illustrated breakdown of the over 100 bills in state legislatures restricting trans youth’s access to healthcare and sports.
“I know we everywhere, but Black SOUTHERN people are and will always be my heart. The way we love up on each other. Take care of each other. Check up on each other, sometimes a little too much. It’s the cadence of our little sayings, the burst out loud laughter. The dramatics in the everyday stories of nothing. I love Black southern people.”