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I am demonstrably sad, and lonely, and full of fear. But there are other people who will hold my hand, who will point out the hawk overhead, who will give you That Look in a public place. The other day at a coffee shop a child said "look! It's snowing!" so all of us strangers went to go look out the windows. It wasn't the first snow and it won't be the last but wasn't it lovely, like that?

How wonderful to live in a world where birds and frogs both say beep! How wonderful to have an ocean of beautiful sharks with their dinosaur teeth! How wonderful the moon and her changing face, how wonderful the bees and their dancing to communicate, how wonderful shrimp and their forbidden layers of vision! How wonderful, you, and what you will give the world! The way we love things enough to spend entire blogs devoted to them? How people will let me explain my Pokemon team to them? How we will both jump at the scare in the movie, how we laugh so loudly, how it feels to give someone your baking? How wonderful to be alive. I am sorry for forgetting.

KINTAL PRESS is accepting entries for its first ePub Literary Folio

Filipino bloggers on Tumblr may submit their creative work on or before April 20, 2020. For our first issue, the theme is “Pagsibol sa Kongkreto”. We seek to discover the different ways Filipino people break barriers that hinder them to succeed.

Written Works (poetry, short story, essay) • English or Filipino • No more than 1,500 words for short stories and essays • Must be in Word DOC

Visual Arts (photography, painting, drawing, digital art, collage, montage, multimedia, photo essay) • 1,000px on the shortest side (minimum) • Maximum of 5MB in size • Must be in JPG / PNG format • File name will be used as title in the credits

Each person can submit up to 5 entries for each category. Please note that you will need to be logged in to a Gmail account to open the submission form.

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a comic for tdor featuring lyrics from “famous last words” by mcr. that song hits different today.

this trans day of remembrance, remember not only those we have lost, but our trans brothers, sisters and siblings that are here with us, struggling along side us. we are each other’s family; we are each other’s home.

Born in Milwaukee, Wisconsin on June 16, 1951 Lou Graydon Sullivan grew up with a complicated relation with gender and sexuality. Pre-transition in his publication “A Transvestite Answers a Feminist”, he says, “at age 5 I had a Davy Crockett birthday party. The climax was when I appeared. I was Davy Crockett and I can still remember my thrill at the moment”.  At age 17, he had a self-described “feminine” male partner. The two of them played with gender roles and were very attracted to the gay liberation movement. From early in his life he felt an attraction towards effeminate gay men especially.

In 1973 he was identifying as a female transvestite. He immersed himself and was accepted by the Milwaukee gay drag scene. During this time, he began to furiously research historical FtM transsexuals, disparately searching for another gay trans man but continually coming up empty. He would sometimes wonder if he was delusional.

In 1975 he moved to San Francisco. By this point he was recognizing himself as FtM, but felt isolated in the exclusively MtF community. The day he was to start individual therapy, the story of another FtM man broke. Steve Dain had transitioned in the Bay Area and desired to continue to work in the school where he taught, though switching from girls to boy coach. This was Sullivan’s first contact with another FtM individual and he followed the story (the principal reacted phobically, Dain won a series of lawsuits and ultimately was forced to leave his job. He did, however, find success as a chiropractor.). He contacted Dain, making his first contact with another FtM man.

When Sullivan attempted to start physical transition, he was routinely denied on the basis of his sexual orientation. At the time, heterosexuality was a prerequisite for transition. He  campaigned for, and was eventually successful in, removing homosexuality as something that barred a person from transition. He was able to obtain hormones and top surgery. However, when seeking a phalloplasty, the gender clinics still denied him even though he had happily been living as a gay man for years. He eventually went to a doctor and in 1986 obtained what the doctor called a “ganitalplasty”. It was after this surgey he was diagnosed with Aids and given ten months to live.

Upon his diagnosis, he wrote, “I took a certain pleasure in informing the gender clinic that even though their program told me I could not live as a Gay man, it looks like I’m going to die like one.” He ultimately died on March 2, 1991 at 39 from AIDS-related complications. He left an organization, now known as FTMI, or Female to Male International and a series of books and pamphlets he wrote for FtM individuals that are still used to this day. He was identified as the first trans man to die from AIDS.

police officers jeer at and insult the citizens who are on the streets mourning for the death of a 22-year-old student, calling them cockroaches 

the death of said 22-year-old student being called an ‘accident’ when the kid literally fell off the third floor of a carpark…for no apparent reason, with riot police surrounding the area; no investigation into his death at all

the pro-Beijing legislative members won’t even stand silently for 5 minutes during the start of the meeting to mourn for the death of a HK citizen 

a 15-year-old kid being charged and found guilty for being in possession of dangerous weapons, said weapons being an umbrella, a hiking pole, and a laser pen

Over the past 5 months, our energy and motivation during these protests has turned from encouragement, to resistance, to vengeance. 

We will not back down.