If you could only alter you as in a game, stretching cheekbones and thinning legs to mannish ones, pulling out little hairs along your chin — if only it were cheap.
If you could only alter you as in a game, stretching cheekbones and thinning legs to mannish ones, pulling out little hairs along your chin — if only it were cheap.
…there isn’t a void inside me where gender should be. I’m not missing anything.
I suppose I was unhappy with myself / Until my body started resembling an unwelcome guest / Maybe I just never gave it much thought / I let people paint and put a name on it
Because even if gender isn’t something to ponder and question and agonize over for days or weeks or months or even years for them, it is for us.
People live in the cities because it’s convenient. Their stuff is there, moving is a hassle, and socio-economic reasons pressure people who hate the city to stay.
When I am awake, I act. Do my actions make me male? Do they make me female? Does doing things give me a gender?
A(gender): An Anthology is a special collection of poetry and personal essays by agender authors exploring perspectives on the subject of gender.
Normally, the Virgin Sacrifice does this with Dr. Frankenfurter. Tonight, I’ll be doing it with the other winner. On stage. In front of a packed theater.
It is the ace coming-of-age story we need, and the one we deserve, and hopefully it will help pave the way for many more novels like it.
Modern society has made progress towards acceptance of LGBTQIA individuals, but asexuality remains under the radar.
At one time I would've given almost anything to be a late bloomer and not asexual. I wanted so badly to fit in that I would have given up this beautiful part of me in a second.
There is no amount of disapproval that will make me not queer. This is how I am and it’s not negotiable.
Much of the time we spent together as a group, we talked openly about everything, but when we talked about sex and it was my turn to talk, I lied, a lot.
I’ve learned that, if it is difficult to find someone who can distinguish between the asexual orientation and a lack of genitalia, it is even more difficult to find an accepting mind, someone who doesn’t think of it as an illness to be cured.
The conflation of love with lust is part of what makes it so hard for asexual people to come to terms with their identity, and often makes it nearly impossible to come out or be understood and accepted when we do.
It was incredible to see I was not the only asexual person in the universe, and it filled my heart with a comfort and happiness that I had never felt about my sexuality.