Very captivated once more by the incredible work of Roxanna Bennet. She precisely names the shame that becomes inseparable from sense of self when moving through the world in a neurodiverse mindbody. She plays with the way that micro (self) reflects macro as one grapples with Who Gets to be Human

Didn’t match our costumes but the vibes are still unmatched #c2e2

Baby boy from his worst (no, best!) angles

For a vast sampler platter of a 60+ contemporary trans poets like CAConrad, Ching-in Chen, Nora Treatbaby, and elders like Lou Sullivan, Leslie Feinberg, and Sylvia Rivera, get We Want it All edited by Andrea Abi-Karam and Kay Gabriel. If you don’t know where to start w/ trans poetry, get this!

Meet me there: Normal Sex and Home in three days. Don’t wash. By Samuel Ace is two collections in one: one written on either side of transitioning. Sam Ace does this neat thing using the epistolary form to correspond with the pre-transition self. Really cool use of in-line white space rests/pauses.

R.E.D. By Chase Beggrun is an erasure poem of Bram Stocker’s classic, Dracula. The erasure takes the very misogynistic text, catalyzes on its themes of transformation, and carved its own kind of womanhood out of it as the speaker decides what kind of woman she will be

Starting off strong w Consider the Rooster by Oliver Baez Bendorf. Meditations on the protective and fiercely loving nature of transmasc identity, on ecological control and surveillance, on what is and isn’t “allowed.” Felt like a hug and a call to arms at the same time

Spotted in Horner Park!!🥹 #delight

The world is dark but look at my friends cat

Morning reminder of who I do it all for: 😤💪🧑‍🧑‍🧒‍🧒 (family)

Sad and gentle to myself about it 💙

Listen I know things are hard but I have some good news: mini lobsters in my eco bowl

Happy Black History Month. One president must not erase our loud and public solidarity with Black America, our appreciation of the ways that Black Americans built the best of our culture, our political ideas, our models for love and care. Happy Imbolc. Celtic for “in the belly.” The seed is rooting.

To battle my seasonal depresh this year I made a simple indoor pond: thrifted glass bowl, pump reused from a cat fountain, grow light, aqua soil, scrap of driftwood+ rocks found at beach, and an assortment of aquatic plants purchased on Etsy. 10/10 recommend #biophilia #zoochosis #brainNeedNature

Had to de-ice my front door (because it had FROZEN SHUT!) before I could venture into this Frost Punk hellscape. the only thing keeping me going is that in 8 hrs I can be snuggling this fuzzy caterpillar again

Absolutely gutted over here on team “art can be meaningless and weird and shouldn’t always be explained because life doesn’t make sense either” 💔💔💔