This community taught me not only what toxic masculinity demands of men and masculine people, but also the possibilities that exist outside of it.
"Ugly" was the only word I had to describe my dysphoria, which meant it flew under the radar for a long time.
There are better ways for women to advocate for their rights – ways that do not further oppress people outside of the gender binary.
I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a crazy, queer adult that survived.
The very real work of queer liberation begins with our bodies and extends to one another.
Cis people, you're breaking my heart. But that's what I get for putting it on loan, right?
Name your values. Examine your actions. Parse out the discrepancies.