Daphne Hughes

Happy #TransDayOfVisibility everyone! Just wanted to send out some good vibes before enjoying myself with incredibly trans activities like playing Super Nintendo.

Sometimes, it can be hard to believe in something you don't see. Of course, even the invisible exists. It just remains hidden from plain sight. For example, Just because you don't see the pain that someone carries, like it's the entire universe on their shoulders, that doesn't mean that it isn't there. You see, not all people are visible. Some of us hide under false identities given to us before we were ever able to reject them Not because we want to but because it is required of us Some of us have erased our pasts not because they aren't our own but because they can be a danger to our present Some of us have taken our own futures not because they weren't promising but because we are led to believe that a future is a luxury that we don't deserve And so we hide ourselves because our entire lives reality has told us, "You don't exist" But we do We are here However, visibility is poor and those with vision fogged by ignorance refuse to believe that which they cannot see and the pain is amplified when you realize that all that is needed is to turn on a light but you're fresh out of bulbs. And so, the invisible remain hidden while others look desperately for enough light-bulbs to illuminate the world.

"Run! Run protect yourselves! A monster came out today! It's come to destroy our livelihoods! To convert us to its ways! It means to corrupt the children! It feeds on innocence! Its perverse and spies on women! Quick! Construct for it a fence! And now contained, don't you see?! It cries deceitful tears! Do not pity the beast I say! Let its sobs fall on deaf ears It deserves not your pity! In fact, much worse it needs For the sins it has committed Retribution for its deeds! Its sickening way of life That it chose for itself Has quite sufficiently earned it A place on death's solemn shelf So take it fast and bind it! Let it not resist! Fetch you your knives! And ready them So that we may remove this cyst!" But as the moment closes in For the "beast's" untimely demise, I look from my unassuming spot And see true sorrow in her eyes... She never was a monster They just didn't understand And now all her pleas are in vain She cannot stay their hands And as "justice" is nearly sentenced On this "abomination" I find myself shouting,  "Enough! No more!" But too late... the deed had been done As I drew near they fled the scene Like monsters from their prey Ironic, for it would seem She was more human than they

Sloshers - Buckets of death and destrucion!

You come winning? You can lose things too. I, Mr. Saturn, can do all for you!