Is there a countryfor those of us who are mixed race?or maybe even a continent, a whole planet?The country I grew up indid not want meall the words I heardBlack, Carribean, Jewish, Indigenous,North African, white Too black, too this, too thatN-word flying,together with insults,fists, leather belts and sticksa bloodied nose and bruisesat the end of … On being mixed race weiterlesen
identity
Search/connect?
I've been doing quite a bit of thinking after seeing, reading and listening to the posts of various indigenous content creators whom I respect a great deal. I am an individual whose identity is comprised of so many parts -some of which are being intersex, trans and autistic-, and the search for my identity, roots, … Search/connect? weiterlesen
Resonance
I know who I amit is deep within meas I listen to the ancestors voicesand come closer to the land I am of the landnot the other way roundthe closer I comethe more it resonateswith all fibresof my being The blood of the oldflows within metheir battlesand their resiliencestheir languageand songand storiesseek to rise within … Resonance weiterlesen
Trans man, trans man…
I have a strong sense of self, of who I am - but I often lack the vocabulary to convey it to others who might ask. To make it easier, I simply say that I am a trans man. Yet I feel that this is not completely correct. Yes, I am ftm trans, my pronouns … Trans man, trans man… weiterlesen
Uprooted
Like an uprooted treewhose roots point towards the skyburnt and scorched by the sun,barely alivetouching the earth and touching the sky,yet not at home in eithernot knowing how to breathe I grew up between the worldsin one that was not my own,and not knowing how my own waswandering as a strangerwhereever I would gotruly at … Uprooted weiterlesen
– but now
So many years agoYou told mehow much you disliked my long hairhappy when I lost it to diseaseknowing or not how much it meant to memore than just natural hairlike a spiritual love affairof resistance against assimilationspeaking of who I am So many years agowhen, without any pretentionI was drawnand just wanted to feel the … – but now weiterlesen
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