I feel the rumbling itch to erupt growling underneath my skin. Spring brings this out in me. It starts slow: a warmth, a steady rush that permeates my skin on that first warm day, and I feel like I am in deep thaw, waking from a hibernation of which I was oblivious until it was… Continue reading Springtime itch
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Thunder and Yearning: Thoughts on the passing of Leslie Feinberg
I remember the first time I ever read Stone Butch Blues. I was nine years old, full of awkward self-consciousness, and preferred the company of books to the company of other children. I was reading far beyond my reading level and liked to swipe my parents’ books from the bookshelf because the books aimed at… Continue reading Thunder and Yearning: Thoughts on the passing of Leslie Feinberg
Monomaniacism 