Travelling

I hope Nael knows their poem made me cry

Here, we’re given an answer.  The tiger steps out and is surprised by the soft grass under his feet, delighted, goes wide-eyed with wonder, and leaps into the meadow.  Here, the focus isn’t the cage’s destruction, but getting out, being out, so that the last glimpse we’re given is the tiger now tiny (and joyful!) in the distance, surrounded by the wide green expanse of freedom.

As a trans person, dinos mean a lot for a funny reason. I once saw a man saying he felt like a t-rex after top surgery, so I drew tons of dinos when I got mine. I started my transition with top surgery, even before accepting my transness, so dinos mean a lot to me. They're like the symbol of my rebirth. Prints are available for preorder on forsakenshop.com and tees on sale for 72h on Teepublic !

Stone Butch Blues, Leslie Feinberg. (1993).