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My Pronouns
By Allan Hunter
They ask me what my pronouns are. It’s a respectful and appropriate question. I have no easy answers. I was born with a physical configuration that was assigned the value ‘male’, and I’ve always been one of the girls from as far back as I can remember. I was pressured to adopt and embrace masculinity, to become one of the boys, all throughout childhood, but I wasn’t so inclined. …
Snip, Snip: No One Asked Me
By Doug Scott
Talk about invasion of privacy. Sure, they thought they were doing the right thing, that I would be happier about myself later on. They thought this was going to be healthier for me. As if I’d never learn how to pull my foreskin back in the shower…
Rainbow Washing’s Positive Effects
By Kylee Hong
June 2019. Pride month. In Dallas, it wasn’t rare to spot rainbows anymore: in restaurants, storefronts, and many businesses. I remember my friend and I’s excitement over small free stickers at Buffalo Exchange: “Buffalo” repeated six times, each a different color of the rainbow.
For Reasons Unknown
By Martina Reaves
When I hear about my friends’ children organizing their elaborate weddings and see all the time and effort they spend picking the perfect venue and micro-managing every minor detail, I’m quietly amused. When you’re grappling with cancer, details like these simply don’t matter. What matters is gathering the people you love and the people who love you into a room …