Signal to Noise
Sometimes when I talk, I can hear Sarah’s voice coming through that rough baritone, and she’s so soft spoken and sweet that I just want to hear more of her.
Sometimes when I talk, I can hear Sarah’s voice coming through that rough baritone, and she’s so soft spoken and sweet that I just want to hear more of her.
Why does Pride matter? Why do we get a month? What was it all about? I’ve posted an article from People Magazine below to give a brief rundown for the oft-asked questions. June is Pride Month, and though the LGBTQ+ community continues to face an uphill battle — the ACLU reports there are currently 491 pieces of anti-LGBTQ+ legislation being floated around the U.S. — there is still much to celebrate. According to the Library of Congress, the month recognizes…
You want to know one of my failings? I’m eager to please, and so I have to fight myself to tell someone what I really think because I’d rather make them feel happy and comfortable. I need to be loved, and when you’re a trans, pan, communist, that need can be at odds with reality. So I try to tread as lightly as I can, don’t want to make anyone feel left out, don’t want anyone to feel like they…
Well, my account was suspended permanently from Twitter, after 13 years. Twitter would like to say it was verbal harassment of a fellow Tweeter (ugh), and I can’t help but agree. I told a bigot, a racist, a Nazi sympathizer, to choke on a turd. That was apparently too much for Twitter to tolerate. After months and months of me telling Nazis, KKK, and other white supremacist groups to generally eat shit in one form or another, Twitter decided I…
I’m back, for now. Turns out that social media sites don’t take too kindly when you’re using your forum to help women find birth control medication thanks to the recent Supreme Court overturning of Roe v. Wade. I mean, can I prove that my site was deleted because of that? No. Am I an idiot? Also no. It only happened, and quickly, after I started posting links and sharing them with social media sites. By the next morning, my forum…
Rock-a-bye baby,In the tree top.When the wind blows,The cradle will rock.Rock-a-bye baby,In the tree top,when the wind blows. Thank you, mom, for singing me to sleep every night that I was scared when I was a child.I will always hear your soft voice, and feel you rubbing the bridge of my nose with your finger. I felt so safe, because I knew you were there to watch over me. I miss you so much.
On October 22nd, 2021 at 5:01 PM, my mother died. She was 65 years old. She had suffered, for many years, from diabetes, high blood pressure, kidney disease, body aches and pains from having the inability to walk. She had suffered strokes, seizures, and two heart attacks. She’d had sarcoidosis of the central nervous system, a nephrectomy, and dozens of other minor surgeries. She would have hospital stays anywhere from a week to 4 months at a time. She was…
So I watched the Dave Chappelle “Closer” special, and if I had to choose a reaction for how it went, I’d have to say ultimately I was frustrated. There are points Dave makes in the show that are spot on, I mean SPOT ON about civil rights struggles we’re still having in the US. When it comes to the rights of black people, he wasn’t wrong: it was easier for Caitlyn Jenner to change her name and be accepted than…
Me: [ transports to the past]My 1st grade teacher: “Who are you?” Me: “I’m Amaris, bitch!” [ punches teacher in face ] “Now who’s brain dead?!” [ shows thumbs up to shocked 7 year old self] “They’re wrong, and you’re smart, sweetie. Oh, and you’re a girl!” [ runs away from the custodian who has showed up with a broom ]
It is a very difficult day today for me, emotionally. Nothing outside so much has changed, it’s inside. Once more the identity of who I am screams at me, and points out that I am a fat, hairy, chronically ill person who is already halfway (or greater) through life with no signs of any part of their dreams coming true, and sometimes I’ll say those dreams are dead anyway, why try to reanimate them? While there are other moments where…