Tag Archives: passing

Quiet seas or smaller storms?

Being trans is boring. It’s 4:30 in the afternoon and raining here. I hear the tick of the clock on the wall, the trickle of water in the downspout outside the window, and the rain pattering on the roof. The … Continue reading

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“So you have two moms?”

SCENE: The mall play area for children. There are about a dozen children ranging in age from 18 months to 9 clambering around and jumping from the soft, foamed structures. Parents and guardians sit on the benches that surround the … Continue reading

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