I am Complicit in My Stories (A Reflection)
I am feeling tender as I work on the next Story of Transgression. It’s the first time that a memory brought me to tears. I had to stop writing to cry and ...
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20th Story of Transgression: I was a Teen Mother
In 9th grade I fell in love for the first time with a boy named Bob. He was one of the only Black boys in our tiny town of 3000 (before Pelican Bay prison was b...
19th Story of Transgression: I Took 5 Years to Process Birth Mother Grief
I found out I was pregnant and chose open adoption in November of 2012. It is just this year that I finally feel free of the black cloud that descended on me th...
18th Story of Transgression: I Dwell in Vulnerability
I feel as though I came out of the womb without the instinct to protect myself. Vulnerability is my nature. The idea of needing protection lies somewhere outsid...
17th Story of Transgression: I Raised Two Queer Children
Alternate title: I Honor My Children’s Sovereignty When my son was 11 he wrote an email to our family coming out as gay. This was brave because he knew my...