Most trans people, when they socially transition, change their first name. I didn’t. I had a first name that no one ever used and a nickname, Gus, from my middle name, August, that I loved. So many things about my male-presenting past gave me dysphoria, but not my name. Yet using it now does causeContinue reading “A Girl Has Two Names”
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Jericho Walk: Even Bochan for Roxana Hernández
Today as I walked in New Sanctuary Coalition’s Jericho Walk, I held Roxana Hernández in my heart. Roxana fled Honduras to escape the “epidemic levels of violence” faced by trans women and sought asylum at the San Ysidro port of entry. Instead of the sanctuary she deserved, she was placed in an “ice box” where she wasContinue reading “Jericho Walk: Even Bochan for Roxana Hernández”
Black Feminism Saved My Life
At last, the 2018 TCG National Conference in St. Louis was over. The conference team had retreated to the hotel bar with a small number of beloved attendees. We were processing an emotionally overwhelming few days. At that time, I was out as a trans woman to only two people at the Conference. It wasContinue reading “Black Feminism Saved My Life”
The Art of Transition Isn’t Hard to Master
(L) Photo from January. (R) Photo from December. In between: a whole bunch of firsts and lasts. The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. The last time I wore a beard. The last time I used aContinue reading “The Art of Transition Isn’t Hard to Master”