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Lovers short story

Lovers She looked at the face of Kwame sleeping looking as peaceful as a 40 year old baby. Wrapped up in his big body with hers on the queen size bed. Her lover man. She smiled as the tears began to form, she glanced to her right to the mirror that overlooked their nude bodies.Continue reading “Lovers short story”

Trauma Barometer

There are certain sayings in life that I think get misused far too often to be even remotely real after a while. It’s things like, “what doesn’t kill you ,makes you stronger” or “the climb to the top is full of hurdles.” At the crux of it, the speaker is saying all of this painContinue reading “Trauma Barometer”

My Hair Challenge

There is not a Black woman alive today whose hair is not a thing. There is not a Black woman alive who has never hated her hair or wished it looked like something else at one point or another. It is endemic and a culturally required necessity to have hair matters. I am no different.Continue reading “My Hair Challenge”

SEX

I imagine as the trans community gains visibility, as we obtain strides in the mainstream and some of our tribe “gets there”, there will undoubtedly be those segments of the community that eschew and isolate from those of us with more risque’ dispositions. I imagine the promotion of dowdy, Mrs. Doubtfire types in the press,Continue reading “SEX”

Travel as A Black Transwoman

Without a doubt,one of the joys I find in my life and living is travel. There is something about leaving the immediate vicinity of my home base that fills me with this giddiness. It’s like knowing I’m bouta embark on something so new and so risky yet so rewarding. As a child,I was an avidContinue reading “Travel as A Black Transwoman”

Sharing

It goes without saying that the greatest relationships with people are built on sharing. Sharing , the act of exchanging your stuff with another. On surface , sharing sounds like such an altruistic act. But the reality is sharing comes with sacrifice. Sharing comes with vulnerability. And often, people may not want what you’re sharing.Continue reading “Sharing”

Mary

I’ve had it in my head for a little while now to write about this. I’ve hesitated because I don’t want it to sound accusatory or generalizing. Every situation and every person is unique. What I’ve found though is that sometimes things need to be put out there cause they happened. And when they happenedContinue reading “Mary”

Mama Black Widow

One of my favorite books is a sordid drama not for those interested in feel good themes. Mama Black Widow by Iceberg Slim (1969)is the tale of drag queen Otis Tilson and his family’s struggles in Mississippi and Chicago over the span of 40 years or so. The book at surface reads as a badContinue reading “Mama Black Widow”

Pride

The word pride evokes so many emotions. It can be a noun, an adjective and also a verb. Pride is a must for any and all oppressed peoples for no other purpose than a rebuttal to the edict of self hate that oppression produces. Pride has also been castigated in some instances as something thatContinue reading “Pride”

Size 13 shoes

There’s a tragedy when you hate parts of yourself but especially when you hate what those parts of yourself mean for the struggles you’ll face in life. For me, it’s my big ass beautiful feet whom I appreciate for their strength , for their capabilities, for carrying my large frame to and fro, aching ,tiredContinue reading “Size 13 shoes”