It’s been six months. Six months since I got the text from her sister, that gasp and rip in the fabric of everything: she’s gone. How could this be? This is when I became a stranger to myself. queer kwi(ə)r/…
My childhood summers often found me on my stomach, propped up on my elbows and reading endlessly under the fan’s breath of grace. I remember summer reading contests at the library. I remember wide-open acres of reading time after chores…
On this anniversary of Audre Lorde’s birth, we celebrate Black History Month and all of our black LGBT forebears. She called herself “black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet” — and so many of her words continue to testify that intersectionality, like…
Last Living Speaker: Queering Grief
It’s been six months. Six months since I got the text from her sister, that gasp and rip in the fabric of everything: she’s gone. How could this be? This is when I became a stranger to myself. queer kwi(ə)r/…
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The Heat Of Our Brilliance
My childhood summers often found me on my stomach, propped up on my elbows and reading endlessly under the fan’s breath of grace. I remember summer reading contests at the library. I remember wide-open acres of reading time after chores…
Happy Birthday, Audre Lorde!
On this anniversary of Audre Lorde’s birth, we celebrate Black History Month and all of our black LGBT forebears. She called herself “black, lesbian, mother, warrior, poet” — and so many of her words continue to testify that intersectionality, like…