Her name is Kylie Simonds. please don’t forget her name.
Kylie Simonds you are a badass of the highest order and I salute you. I would also like an IV pack for my infusions? You rock, kid.
#things that should be at more than 10% funding
I touched my cat with my freezing cold popsicle feet and she yelled at me.
When I go to work on Halloween, I plan to dress up as Mr Creepers. I played around tonight to get his look.
So my parents bought me this thing called the Selfie Stick
And pretty much you attach your phone to the stick and you can take pictures using the little clicker thing. So instead of taking photos like this:
I can take photos like this:
My mum is going to hold a seminar/class at their gym on how to eat healthy during the holidays and she made a flyer to advertise it… and it’s 160 words long.
Mom, this isn’t a flyer, it’s an essay.
Shetland foal in winter
Hitter, hacker, grifter, thief, dad.
If I can’t have the boy, at least I can have his clothes.
They leave their sweaters, their jackets, their blue jeans draped
over my bed like petals, filling the bathtub, rising to the surface
of the water like buoys. Always men have told me
that I don’t look eighteen-a few years older, especially
if I have a cigarette in hand; my therapist once pontificated
that loving someone who is already with another
is misplaced energy. She placed an apricot in my hand
and made me roll it between my palms,
its soft downy skin like velvet across my fingers.
The Ancient Greeks believed that apricot pits
were all the words a dead person meant to say
but didn’t, hardened into a dense stone
hidden deep within that pale orange flesh.
Today, though, desire renders me speechless.
There’s nothing more to say that hasn’t already
been said. When they leave, the boys
never exit the normal way: they have to jump
out the window, slide down the roof,
pick the lock on the back door with an extra
bobby pin. Love makes people do strange things.
And the day I held that apricot, I learned
that there’s no room for small talk.
If you love someone, let them know.
Even ghosts have things they wish they’d said.
Vote Now- Get Trans Lives Matter on PBS
My short Trans Lives Matter! Justice for Islan Nettles is in the running to air on PBS.
Official Selection of PBS Reel 13’s weekly short film contest, dedicated to the best in short film. October 2014 is “AFROPUNK Month.” Voting begins Now & continues through Wednesday, October 22nd at 5pm NYC time. Vote more than once.
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Trans Lives Matter! Justice for Islan Nettles.
A powerful and intensely moving document of a community vigil for Islan Nettles a transgender Womyn of Color. Because the brutal and increasing attacks on Trans Womyn of Color are outrageous their oppression causes outrage. Because healing and action tighten our fists and boom our voices. -supported by Ciy Lore & Bronx Documentary Center (BDC)