This week we’re back in conversation with another of the bloggers on this site, Bryan Patrick. Two weeks ago, Bryan Patrick came out as queer on the site and we have a great conversation about the development of that post and the aftermath of such a personal revelation:
T: Well, it’s part interview, part discussion so we will talk about things we have in common, I definitely want to hear a bit about before during and after releasing your first post which I purposely (read accidentally) scheduled for national coming out day.
BP: okay! So yeah, where should we start? I can talk about sorta how I came to realize I was queer or like my “queer role models” you being one of them or the reaction I got afterwards. I got thoughts on all of em. Continue reading Just Like Your Friends: Terrel in conversation with Bryan Patrick
A few weeks ago as my two friends tied the knot, negative emotions began to percolate within me. I am admittedly on the fence about marriage, leaning toward having very little interest in the system, and I am always suspicious of cishet people. Being a marginalized individual can often make you suspicious of the people and traditions that fit within the mainstream. I have to admit that within my antiestablishment vigor, I have developed a streak of pessimism. This isn’t a post about bashing white/cis/heterosexual/conservative people; in fact it’s quite the opposite. Continue reading Developing Accomplices – Leaving Allies Behind
Just Like Your Friends isn’t just a catchy title, the writers of this blog are actually people who are friends on and offline. In this post, DJ and Terrel talk about three of their role models, Storm (X-men), Beyoncé, and Missy Elliot.
We started by talking about Storm, the fictional “weather witch” from the popular comic, cartoon, movie, gaming, etc franchise from Marvel: Continue reading Just Like Your Friends: DJ and Terrel in Conversation
I am someone so chock full of privilege, it’s coming out of my ears. I do not intend for this to be a mocking or shocking revelation; for 25 years I’ve been a lower middle-class, cis-gendered, heterosexual male who was able to obtain two advanced degrees and currently works in a full-time, salaried position that I find extremely fulfilling on both creative and emotional plains. I’ve reaped all the benefits of these circumstances and have flourished because the world is built in such a way that I am able to consistently do so without care, concern, or consternation. Continue reading I’m Queer: Part 1
Just like your friends, I’m going through a quarter life crisis. I’m sad to say that it’s not as dramatic or exciting a life crisis as I’d like it to be. I’m not finding myself by traveling the world or going back to school for my 4th degree or suddenly jumping into a minimalist lifestyle. Those cool endeavors are being taken on by friends who are near and dear to my heart, but myself- I can’t even quarter life crisis right.
My quarter life crisis looks like spending just a little too long deciding if I’m going to “like” someone else’s good news post because jealousy says no but karma says yes. Continue reading JLYF- I’m Going Through A Quarter Life Crisis…
There is power in declarative statements.
I am a black, fat, queer, genderqueer, male bodied person. I am a writer, artist, poet, scholar, dreamer and thinker. A central theme of my politic is the right of each person to discover, uncover and create who they are. This is important especially for queer people; people who historically are seen as outsiders or deviants, with no ruling expectations except to go against good, cultured society. I want to dissect that statement so you don’t misunderstand my meaning: our history is pregnant with the stories of our queer forefathers, foremothers, and foreothers; forgotten and erased, abused, exploited and refused their humanity. I contend that for a queer person of color simply existing is revolutionary. Born into a culture that would exploit our bodies and our minds for financial, political, sexual, etc. gain, queers of color must create their own realities; build themselves out of the debris strewn before them from a heteronormative white supremacist patriarchy that wishes to use and abuse them. Continue reading I am… Magnificent