TDOR: our safe spaces become violent
I want to remember my trans siblings today, but instead I have to witness from afar the same thing that always happens to us: violence, death, hatred.
Category: on Deathwork & Griefwork
decolonizing death, part one of many
I am doing my best to find the most harmonious way to hold my candle in the darkness so that you can see it and find me, bringing your own light, so that we hav...
apocalypse of the self
This is a reckoning that has needed to happen ever since the first harm was done. This is a chance to do it better this time.
on apocalypses
And we keep waking up every day, doing stuff, maybe doing more stuff, looking for the things that might comfort us, asking the world for meaning, and then we li...
a deathworker’s statement on Queen Elizabeth II’s passing
On this day, I acknowledge the grief of many while acknowledging the celebration by others. Such is the dichotomy that death presents to us, I suppose.
I want to love Pride month
I want accountability. I want change. I want rainbows that remind us to smile and recall how much we love each other, not rainbows that are held up in defiance ...