I’m still mourning the death of Adar, our All Father, maybe the most beautiful character in Rings of Power so far. When we first meet Adar, we are introduced not … Continue reading Adar the All Father
I’m still mourning the death of Adar, our All Father, maybe the most beautiful character in Rings of Power so far. When we first meet Adar, we are introduced not … Continue reading Adar the All Father
Today is the first day of the Trans Rights Readathon! There is still time to donate to my fundraiser. I’m trying to raise $500 for Brave Space Alliance, a Black-led, … Continue reading First Day of the Trans Rights Readathon!
It’s 2024 and trans rights and lives are still being threatened and we’re facing an election between two old white cis men who don’t care about anyone, let alone the trans and non-binary community. Things are particularly fraught for trans people of color, which is why I’m raising $500 dollars for Brave Space Alliance.
Brave Space Alliance is a Black-led, Trans-led, LGBTQ+ Center in Hyde Park, Chicago, and they do amazing work for the trans community in south side. I believe they are only the trans inclusive and supporting LGBTQ+ organization in all of south side Chicago, making them a vital pillar in our community.

I am pledging to read 10 books between March 22-29, which a stretch goal of 15 books in total. I’m asking you to help me raise $500 for this amazing organization by either making a one time donation or pledging a certain amount for each book I read. Every little bit truly helps!
It’s 2024 and trans rights are still in jeopardy. That’s why I’m taking part once more in the Trans Rights Readathon! My goal is to read at least ten books … Continue reading 2024 Trans Rights Readathon!
Inspired by tensionliterary’s prompt on Instagram: Tell No One Tell no one that a genocide is being committed In the name of a god, a people, an ethnostate Tell no … Continue reading Tell No One
Thank you for the Masala Chai From UAE I am following the instructions To boil it the way you did A year ago On a similarly cold day While bombs … Continue reading Masala Chai
So I wrote about how miserable this year was and scared a few people. I’m ok, but this year has been absolutely the worst. I started the year losing my … Continue reading 2023 Writing Update
I lost my best friend in February. I found out she was sick in January and was told she would survive for a few more years if I put her on a special diet. No cause for alarm. Everything would be fine.
Not even a month later she died in my arms.
I could save her – potentially – if I had 4000 dollars and a car to drive 3 hours away to a vet who would keep her for ten days. Maybe that will work.
Just maybe she’ll live.
It’s her best shot.
The only thing echoing in my head: “I don’t want her to die alone.”
(more…)I was born with a dark twin
Similarly unwanted, but relied on.
They were a small, black mutt
With wiry black fur, oversized ears,
And large dark eyes.
Born together and bonded together.
This being became my trusted companion
Shield me, drove me, broke me
I ignored it
I hated it
I dismissed it.
But it was always there
Patiently following me wherever I went.
Growing in size and power
Until I could no longer ignore it.
Until I heard its loud breathing
And disgruntled growls and roars.
Until I heard the heavy thuds
Of its paws
as it trailed behind me.
Until I felt its wiry fur as it slept beside me.
As I saw its dark form
At the foot of my bed,
In the corner of my office,
Sleeping at my feet while I wrote,
Cuddling next to me on the couch,
Eating my scraps as I cooked.
Patient, protective, heartbroken.
I sit cross legged on my bed
The beast sitting on all fours in front of me.
Our eyes locked
Our breathes uneven,
And I tentatively reach out
And stroke its dark fur
And it rests its big cheeks
In the palm of my hand
And I cry as the beast unfurls
And lies down, resting its head in my lap
And I stroke its fur.
Can’t you see the world is dying
Can’t you see?
Don’t you care?
The whole world is on fire
People are dying
Millions of people are dying all over the world
Every day
And no one cares
No one cares
We drown out the screams with white noise
We’ve grown used to the stench of blood and rotting flesh
We no longer see the trails of blood
We do not notice our hands stained with blood
Our clothes stained with blood
We do not notice we feast on the bloated remains of the starved
We do not notice that the mortar that holds up our homes and institutions.
Is made from the bones of those we left to die in the streets
Of those we killed in camps,
in prisons,
in plantations,
In sweatshops,
In warehouses,
In alleys
Through maliciousness
Through enjoyment
Through neglect
All I want to do is scream
Scream through the madness of it all
Scream and scream
Until my throat is bloody and raw
Until the world stops and listens
Until this terrifying loss of faith
And hope for the future
Consumes me
And I no longer know fear
Or self-preservation
Only the fiery rage that will burn this all down
Let this world end
Let us burn it to the ground
And trust others to rebuild
A stronger, loving world
But first we must burn these decrepit things
Blow away the bleached white rib cages of ancient monstrosities
That refuse to let go of their wealth
And their power
Let us flip the continent over, into the sea
Wash away all this horror
And when it returns to the surface
May the sun shine
On a new land
A new people
A new future
Where death isn’t compartmentalized
Where responsibilities to each other are not abnegated
Where we no longer need to
Feast on rot and decay
Where our footsteps do not leave a trial of blood
And our bones are not carved
With the name of all we’ve killed
Let it end
Let it all end
So others may live