Results for: no fucks to give
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A Queer of Various Stripes
Intersex and queer identities sometimes match up in ways that we’re familiar with and that conform to our understanding of how these identities are commonly defined. Other times they don’t.
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Recruiting All Homos: One Small Step for Boxer Briefs, One Giant Leap for Butch Kind
“I start unbuttoning my shirt, but can’t really decide on a way to make getting undressed in this space any less uncomfortable, so I just drop my pants.”
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A Prairie Homo Does New York: Gratitude
Who was I to even want these things that I wanted? Who was I to ask for them? I was open, naked: This is me. This is what I want. I need your help.
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A Prairie Homo Does New York: Homeward Trouble
I thought, “Hey New York, just cause you wear these cool designer bridges across your rivers and you’ve got some graffiti on your interesting architecture, doesn’t mean I have to like you, okay?” But I do like New York in spite of myself.
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Being Queer And Spiritual (Or Not): The Autostraddle Religion Roundtable
There’s a lot to say about religion and queerness and how the two can (or cannot) interact, which is why we put together this roundtable with 12 different perspectives. We hope you share your own thoughts and beliefs in the comment section.
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Butch Please: Butch Gets Intimate
Is there a space within sex positivity for those of us who feel uncomfortable doing what sex positivism seems to ask of us?
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I Had Facial Feminization Surgery
“I paid a dude to knock me unconscious, peel back my face, and cut out chunks of my skull and jaw.”
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A Prairie Homo Companion: Wanderlust and Lessons Learned
I like to think all of this travelling has taught me a few things, or else what would be the point? Here’s a list of 10 things I’ve learned as a prairie homo in the great wide world.
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I Am Jack’s Preoccupation With Mortality
“You’re marching gallantly to your grave Laneia. We all are. We’re all spinning spinning spinning just grazing fingertips on things in hopes we’ll leave a mark. Anyway you should stop opening your mouth so wide when you brush your teeth. Keep those wrinkles down.”
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I’m A Trans Woman And I’m Not Interested In Being One of the “Good Ones”
If you present in a traditionally feminine way, you’re just being a misogynistic parody of a woman, and if you fail to present in a traditionally feminine way, well ha! There’s the proof that you’re not really a woman right there.
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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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Like Love Was A Thing I Could Do
“Isn’t this what Valentine’s Day had always been to me? A pageant? An opportunity to try on the idea of being in love, being traditional, being a couple you could fit into a envelope.”
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Dust to Dark: The Colors of My Craziness
“It’s on my twenty-fourth birthday that I realize something is wrong. I wake up crying and I don’t stop.”
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Claudia Is Intersex, Let’s Talk About It
Hey there, Autostraddlers. I’m Claudia, and I’m intersex.
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Butch Please: Butch and Swag
It’s that tie-straightening and sunglass removal feeling.
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Butch Please: Sticks and Stones
“So what do you do in bed, then?” they always ask, but what they mean is “I think I already know what you do in bed because you’re a butch who likes femmes, so I’ve made assumptions on your behalf.”
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I Hate Black Friday: This Queer Is Staying Home
The exploitation of love, anxiety and poverty are the driving force behind another made up moneymaking holiday. ‘Merica!
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Prairie Homo Companion: Conversations On Coming Home
“Me too,” I could so easily say to the teenagers on that Edmonton LRT train: “Me too.” I had also wanted to leave, and I did; but then I came home.
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Butch Please: Butch Antiquated
“I just don’t see why a woman would want to aspire to masculinity when she doesn’t like men.”
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A Prairie Homo Companion: Snow is a Gender-Neutral Pronoun
I started feeling cold around the time I started feeling self-conscious.