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About the bathroom

I often feel like the dominance of bathrooms and sports teams in discussing transgender rights is simply to dumb down our movement. There is something so insidious and insulting when the powers that be make our struggles seem so trivial. And this is not to take away the weight of bathrooms or trans athletes. ButContinue reading “About the bathroom”

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”

What I know

But all I can say is that it can be tough and confusing to be a transwoman. As lonely and rejecting as that truth can be, I acknowledge the flow to my person. And i am very much my own woman even if by the narrow margins of ‘woman’ and ‘transwoman’ I never fit. IContinue reading “What I know”

Mad

Angry with GOD I took a drink it burns my throat And chest and cools my pain I have no shame I feel nothing all the same Cold in freezing tears staining the many faces Of my short young years.I have no place,no right. No right to even write this but at times I beContinue reading “Mad”

Home Can’t Be Home Again When They take it away

I’ve always found the phrase forgive or forget to be too simplistic to ever serve as a go to for resolving conflicts or getting over a transgression. I think at the heart of it ,it is asking the wronged to erase the episode in one way or another. Make it blank , clear it outContinue reading “Home Can’t Be Home Again When They take it away”

B-Boy Blues: Banjee love in the 90s

There are very few books or authors that have ever addressed love between two Black men. But of the few that do exist , none stand out more than the B-Boy Blues series written by James Earl Hardy. It follows the romance of Mitchell “Little Bit ” and Raheim ” Pooquie” and takes place overContinue reading “B-Boy Blues: Banjee love in the 90s”

On touching privilege sometimes…

I always remark that I am never sure about how I’m read in the world. It’s something that I never rid myself of, wondering. Wondering how I’m being perceived , am I being spooked, what will I deal with as a result or not of being known. It’s such an enormous load of rubbish atContinue reading “On touching privilege sometimes…”

Loss of my Village

I struggle with letting go of people, places and things. When they have meant something ,it is so challenging to accept that it will never be for me what it once was. There is no truer case of this for me than Greenwich Village and the Piers. As a New Yorker born and bred, I’veContinue reading “Loss of my Village”