Tag Archives: body
we never capitalized our i’s
a, s, i, wi, we, she, he, they, them, me. sasha for long, and aparajeeta for longer. “Hey you” for short, and a smile for shorter. Growing up, i was never called by my given name, always by sasha. It … Continue reading
the “c word”
Mary B is a queer ninja, writer, volgger extraordinaire. She has been a queer idol and a virtual support for me during my early self-realization process. Her eloquence and down to earth humor has attracted over 8,000 subscribers with almost … Continue reading
stuck between a sandwich and a queer place
I was a bender from the start: letting my female playmates choose their imaginary personas first, knowing very well they would hop on the opportunity to clinch the “the girl”, “the mom”, “the damsel in distress”, just so I could … Continue reading
if it walks like a man, if it talks like a man, if it smells like a man…
Dear questioner of my vagina’s existence, It was a fine snowy evening when I walked into the “women’s bathroom” on the second floor of Mary Gates Hall. I had just finished my favorite class, Bioengineering Research, and a 32 oz … Continue reading
the smallest minority
True story: Waiting for the bus one morning, I overheard a mama talking to her 5 year old daughter: “There are so many different kinds of people in the world, right baby?” Chewing a mouthful of cold smore poptarts, she … Continue reading