Our Queer Ancestors: Das Institut Für Sexualwissenschaft

Hey so it’s October and October is traditionally the perfect time of year for getting sad about the past, so this is a thing I’m doing.  Expect lots and lots of posts in this series. Das Institut Für Sexualwissenschaft was founded in Berlin in 1919 by Magnus Hirschfeld and Arthur Kronfeld. From their headquarters in … Continue reading Our Queer Ancestors: Das Institut Für Sexualwissenschaft

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I am a trans woman and y’all gotta cut this shit out

(Note: this here contains frank discussions of transphobic violence) Bealocwealm hafadh freone frecan forth onsended Giedd sculon singan gleomenn sorgiende on Meduselde (Terrible death has sent a brave warrior away from us; The minstrels will sing sad songs in the mead-hall) --Tolkien   My name is Gretchen Natalie White, and I’m a lot of things. … Continue reading I am a trans woman and y’all gotta cut this shit out

Up The Cuts [#ownvoices translesbian erotica]

[CW alcohol, slurs/transphobia, kink] “Don’t let them break you, Don’t let them tell you who you are! Doesn’t matter where you come from, You’ll always have a floor to sleep on, And you have your bamboo bones, Blind ambition, nervous energy, Skin of your teeth; Push back, push back, push back With every word and … Continue reading Up The Cuts [#ownvoices translesbian erotica]

The Land Without a President (essay, politics and current events)

The 2016 election was interesting because nobody won. Both of the major parties went miles out of their way to field the absolute least appealing candidates they could dredge up, and these candidates campaigned to gain “support” on the platforms of not being one another. At the end of the day, Donald Trump “won” with … Continue reading The Land Without a President (essay, politics and current events)

Short Story: ‘The Widow’ [BDSM supernatural erotica]

THE WIDOW Lizzie had to do it. It had been almost a year since she’d done it last, and she’d thought she was done with it, thought she’d finally be able to move on.  But earlier that day she’d seen something—something routine, something innocuous, downright stupid—one of those magnetic yellow ribbons on the back of … Continue reading Short Story: ‘The Widow’ [BDSM supernatural erotica]

Short story: ‘Back The Way You Came’ (Rural horror / Southern Gothic)

Back the Way you Came My cousin Erwin is one of the best people I know.  Erwin is also nuttier than a squirrel cellar. I don’t know all the details, and it’s none of my business, but Erwin never had much of a childhood.  He never talked much, and he sported shiners from time to … Continue reading Short story: ‘Back The Way You Came’ (Rural horror / Southern Gothic)