Author Archives: the ghost
Like A Ton Of Bricks (Caution: Possible Trigger)
To die unsung would really bring you down, although wet eyes would never suit you… I had a major dysphoria attack earlier today. I think I mentioned earlier that as for as dysphoria goes, I have it relatively good. And … Continue reading
Screw Pink, I Like Blue Better…But I Love Black
It’s the terror of knowing what this world is about; watching some good friends scream “let me out!” Tomorrow gets me higher, pressure on people – people on streets… I’m not “girly.” I’ll now pause for a very collective “deeeeeeeeeeeeer” … Continue reading
The Perils of Public Transportation
Can I be the space for this, will I be the space for this; Breathe in, breathe out, must I bend the sky to realize? Beyond having a mass transit system that goes to shitty pieces with even the slightest bit … Continue reading
Stoked, Yet Scared
People think I’m insane because I am frowning all the time… So, I got a call yesterday. A call I didn’t think would come for another week at least. To give me news I thought I’d have to wait at … Continue reading
Legalize It
Singers smoke it, and players of instrument too. Legalize it, yeah. Yeah, that’s the best thing you can do… I was juggling around a few different things to talk about, weighing them, giving them careful consideration and such. Then, I … Continue reading
The Stigma of Crossdreaming
Me and you; god only knows it’s not what we would choose to do… I’ve been having a very fascinating conversation lately with a very lovely girl. I’ve been discussing with her my crossdreaming, and how it relates to and … Continue reading
Quite Unexpectedly…
Bless my soul, one false hope, take some wisdom there; This punk’s no dope and I feel the need to share… I woke up this morning to three separate emails from WordPress. “Your stats are booming!” they said. Huh, I … Continue reading
An Important Anniversary
You’re not ready for the world outside, you keep pretending but you just can’t hide… 5 years ago, I first touched the edges of my gender identity. I had recently gone to the emergency room. I was having suicidal thoughts. … Continue reading
My Thought Experiment
We are the kings and queens that were promised… So, on occasion, in order to try and help cis folks understand how I feel (even back when I used it as a hypothetical when talking trans issues with people while … Continue reading
A Haiku
All my designs, simplified; and all of my plans, compromised… I’m not big on writing poetry, much more of a prose gal. But I do make exceptions for the haiku. There’s something about the form that I get, the elegance … Continue reading
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