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I don’t give two ribits over how many gametes
Two out of three frogs agree: It is just not relevaribint. If I were a third thing, it couldn’t be a third gamete, as I’ve been warned a thougamete ribits. Fine with me. I heard you all loud and clibbit.

In the queer labyrinth, you refuse to choose
‘It’s Only Forever’ by Jes Battis. Who is someone else to define our options and order us when to choose? Our refusal is queer. Our reframing is queer. But how to exit the labyrinth?

What rights don’t trans people have? (many Facebook bots ask)
This is what I spend a great deal of time writing about. I hope everyone will seek knowledge from many people. Learning is collective. Also, it’s liberating. It’s a process and a journey.

On ‘Short Film Starring My Beloved’s Red Bronco’ by K. Iver
Book #4 in my Trans Rights Readathon week. Trans. Born that way? Maybe. A genre unto ourselves. Listen to the Bronco crunching the gravel driveway outside the brick house in the past. Impossible.

On ‘Hall of Waters’ by Camellia-Berry Grass
Book #3 in my Trans Rights Readathon week. The book about Excelsior Springs, Missouri is grounded in “collective experiences” and narratives about water. Grass aspires to help other trans writers.

Here is how we do the 2023 ‘Trans Rights Readathon’
Read trans books and support trans people. Read trans books, donate to trans orgs, and support trans people. If you do it the week of March 20, 2023, you get to say you participated in a readathon.

Geena Rocero’s TED talk reveal
‘Our spirits will always expand to fill whatever space we are given,’ she says. She found her own face in the mirror, her own presence, emerging from nothingness.

Shaneel Lal’s fight against conversion therapy
In 2022, powered by young activist Shaneel Lal, Aotearoa New Zealand banned conversion therapy. ‘Stop congratulating me for being brave,’ Lal says. Instead, ‘annihilate the systems that force me to be brave.’

A queer horror fan, as a boy, craved ‘just one moment like that’
Richard Scott Larson’s memoir ‘The Long Hallway’. At 12, Larson has a recurring dream about a long hallway, ‘as if part of me was always making the interminable walk toward whatever fate awaited me.’