Visibility

These days, it often feels like I have two choices. I can be myself and in danger, or I can be invisible and hope that I am safe – that nobody notices, that I am lucky, that none of the aspects I can’t control (my health, my class, the city I live in) are the one that get me. It’s no kind of choice at all.

Ephesian

“It shouldn’t be possible!” my boyfriend said. “My surgeon said it wouldn’t happen.” I felt a surge of fear. I know pregnancy is dangerous, but I haven’t had someone I loved so much risking it before.  “What?” I asked. “My tits are coming back.”

Divine Subversion as Queer Resistance

We need to be queer-as-f**k in the face of overwhelming oppression. Those of us who feel called to be visible can stand as lights for those trapped in the darkness of their closets. We will meet fear with pride, and a healthy dose of fabulous silliness. Because silly is a superpower.