playing straight: the haunting of the heteropatriarchy

I was nine years old when a babysitter I loved bought me a Good Charlotte CD with that song that goes like, Girls don’t like boys, girls like cars and money / Boys will laugh at girls when they’re not funny. At the time, my queerness was still just an otherness I hid from myself, and i hadn’t even bristled yet at how there were no … Continue reading playing straight: the haunting of the heteropatriarchy

maybe my first internet rant

Today I have something to get out of my system. First of all, I’ve been thinking a lot about the “elite” place I was the past four years and when our privileges make us repellant and hurtful without us even knowing. One of my favorite co-workers has been interning at Occidental College in their LGBTQ center. He is a UC Berkeley graduate, an experienced organizer … Continue reading maybe my first internet rant

the half-life of love is forever

The reason I prefer to write in forms other than poetry is that i feel like everything everyone says is poetry (like: the half-life of love is forever) and yet everything is not apparently poetry — everything does not have the correct intention, carefulness that poets have when they write. Life is unpoetry. So I’ve been writing unpoems, bad poetry that hopes to acknowledge the … Continue reading the half-life of love is forever