A hang -up of mine that I try to work on is the persistent feeling of being inadequate as a woman. Of not having certain attributes, life-experiences or enough validation as a woman. This hang up is present the most on days when I feel low and I see a woman , most likely cisContinue reading “Being woman enough”
Category Archives: Black trans
Dashed
You wasn’t no good for me but I loved you You got the best of me and gave me scraps that seemed monumental Just thinking of things you said and all that you never could Think of how the rarest “I love you’s” never made eye contact Think of how it was always rough whileContinue reading “Dashed”
Insecurities and Pretty Politics
I am insecure. This is a statement that one is not supposed to admit. It’s a statement that is followed up by inputs from others on why this is an asinine take and why I am supposed to know that I’m the baddest bitch I can be. Whatever I am insecure about, I am toldContinue reading “Insecurities and Pretty Politics”
Champagne’s Conflict
Champagne woke up wanting somebody. It had been a minute since she’d had that touch that said,” You’re special,you’re sexy, you’re woman”. Had been a minute since she had even heard the words despite a rather robust sexual life. She assumed the position of easy to please and adjustable for any pose or position. TheContinue reading “Champagne’s Conflict”
Bald and Beautiful
I cut my hair on Sunday March 27th. It was something that had came to me to do in spurts over the last two years or so. It would be this wild idea that popped in my head after the frustration of dealing with my myriad of hair issues and the mixed feelings I heldContinue reading “Bald and Beautiful”
COLD NIGHT
The young brown skinned thing was a queer sight walking up and down West 10th street. The cold winds wafting off the Hudson chilled her neck. She hoisted up her skirt and flashed her brown glory hole to passing cars with willing johns. At this time of night , most of the johns were oldContinue reading “COLD NIGHT “
On being sometimes
It is dangerous to be a transgender woman. Always. That thought has found a way to haunt me everyday of my life. It comes to me at the oddest of times in between thoughts of what to eat for dinner and what show to binge next on Netflix. Women like me make a sort ofContinue reading “On being sometimes”
Decision
Yvette woke up on that Tuesday in March with her head hurting. The tears yesterday had erupted like waterfalls out of her eyes, it was absolutely endless the way the tears flowed. Tyrone, her boyfriend for six years had totally shitted on her on her birthday. He’d promised that he’d go to dinner with her,Continue reading “Decision”
10 years old
This year I will approach having lived ten years in my truth. That’s a remarkable number to me as they have always been. Like when I acknowledged 6 months and 1 year then 4 years and 7 years and so on. Each bench mark ,it comes back to me that for ten years I haveContinue reading “10 years old”
The Teacher
Graphically sexual fyi It’s amazing how life can change in an instant. What person or persons you could meet who will have such a profound effect on you ?Who will question all that you thought you knew. I’m David Walsh ,35 successful author and English professor at Columbia. I’m sexy, single ,no kids and haveContinue reading “The Teacher”
Big Black Trans and Beautiful 