the citizen trans* {project} by new words {press} seeks to publish & archive the voices & experiences of trans* writers in this anti-trans, post-election country. we’re sad. we’re angry. we’re disillusioned, tired & betrayed. as writers, it’s our job to write regardless. to shed light. to truth tell. to burn. the theme is simple: post-election writing. send us your tears, your rage, your hope, your hopelessness. send us your words. there is no voting process. if it’s on theme, we publish it online. Nothing is off limits except hate speech (decided on a case by case basis).
I’m fine, it’s just by Danny M. Grimes
Danny M. Grimes I’m fine, it’s just Because of the change in seasons— It’s dipped below…
What comes after I’m proud of you by Lucas Yao
Lucas Yao What comes after I’m proud of you You’ve always been so scared. The first thing you told me was that you were scared.…
untitled work by Porter Pfrenger
Porter Pfrenger untitled The songbird thrashes, its wings ablaze, Its throat choked tight with stolen praise. Each silent note is a sharpened scream, Cutting through…
Affairs in Order by Robin Gow
Robin Gow Affairs in Order We are dying. We are dying and I don’t know why no one is saying that. We are dying like…
To Whom It May Concern by Koi Miyoshi
Koi Miyoshi To Whom It May Concern Forget the name-change, the pronouns, the presentation. Abandon my corrections, my efforts, past conversations. Allow the discomfort. Breed…
CANDACE CAMERON BURE ASKS IF SHE IS THE VILLAIN, AND COMES OUT AS A CONSERVATIVE, TIK TOK RAGES by Caitie Young
Caitie Young CANDACE CAMERON BURE ASKS IF SHE IS THE VILLAIN, AND COMES OUT AS A CONSERVATIVE, TIK TOK RAGES cw/tw: mention of r*pe, sexual…
Untitled (Tallies) by SB Young
SB Young Untitled (Tallies) Crawling through a sea of shattered glass on my hands and knees looking for intact crystals; finding intact crystals …
Where Have We Gone? Is There Anybody Out There? by kasey harrison
kasey harrison Where Have We Gone? Is There Anybody Out There? It’s the isolation that kills the fibers of our beings stretch, grasping for connection…
MAKE MYSELF CIS AGAIN by anonymous
anonymous MAKE MYSELF CIS AGAIN I HAVE CONCEPTS OF A PLAN –I’M NOT CISGENDER RIGHT NOW. WHEN I’M ELECTED I’LL HOLD MY PARTS ACCOUNTABLE FOR…
AMABFU by Anastasia Walker
Anastasia Walker AMABFU
Phoenix by Cole Weiss
Cole Weiss Phoenix I missed sunset. I keep missing it. I keep getting in bed at three, The blinds have been closed for days. I…
Another Violent Crime by Aiden Brown
Aiden Brown Another Violent Crime Asphalt holds her head: the wet chasmic bullet hole, and sticky red hair. I thought I was safe as…