if anyone reads this blog, those last two posts were drafts from my main that i didn’t want to continue sitting there. sorry.
okay about this post:
"queer" is meant to be an all-inclusive umbrella term, also a safe term to use if someone doesn’t fit into the tiny, tiny box of a sexuality/gender label.
do NOT say non-het????? that otherizes and stigmatizes all genders and sexualities that aren’t man/woman/straight and perpetuates that man/woman/straight are the norm??????? what are you doing?????? why would you even suggest this????????? stop.
lyndsey and i both got really, really upset last night because we were discussing the fact that we’d seen a lot of people say that there’s no space in feminism for trans boys and ??? like. okay. they are men. they are not women. but??? they still face a ton of issues that directly stem from misogyny and patriarchal oppression. there’s overlap there. especially for femme trans boys, or trans boys who can’t “pass” for whatever reason. it is so dangerous to exclude them from feminist activism and dialogue because where else are they supposed to go for support/platform/protection??? if their sisters/cis-ters don’t look out for them, who the hell will? cis men sure aren’t going to accept them into their fortress of patriarchal dominance with open arms. like. i guess in some idealized world a trans boy would somehow magically acquire male privilege, but cissexism is a thing that exists. so like. why is it okay to consciously exclude trans boys from feminism when 1) there’s overlap and 2) it’s obvious that there is no other form of activism/support for them out there.
Tavi Gevinson; photographed by Petra Collins
oh my god
Until your breathing stops, forever.
Harry Potter locations
i remember your collarbone, forming the tiniest
satellite dish in the universe, your smile
as the place where parallel lines inevitably crossed.
now dinosaurs freeze to death on your shoulder.
i remember your eyes: fifty attack dogs on a single leash,
how i once held the soft audience of your hand.
i’ve been ignored by prettier women than you,
but none who carried the heavy pitchers of silence
so far, without spilling a drop.