The Missing Years Project is a multimedia storytelling experience that uplifts the imagination and lived experiences of people of color during the ongoing pandemic. The Missing Year Project is founded and produced by Brooklyn-based Cellist & Arts Administrator Sarah Overton. Click here to listen to the latest episode. Thank you both for featuring my voice …
On June 17th, I will be speaking on a panel of LGBTQ+ Artists and Authors. I am honored to be a part of this project as a Queer storyteller. Join us as we celebrate our identity and self-expression through art and words. The event is intended for people ages 11-18. All participants are invited to …
Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera identified themselves as transvestites. Not until the late 1960s would the Queer community begin to use the word “transsexual” to describe themselves. The word “transvestite” expressed a common truth that both women shared: being between sexes and otherwise known as third-gender.
Last night I discovered MattDoesFitness on Youtube. His fitness journey reminded me of how this blog started. The”Counting Calories” post spiked viewership on my blog. But the heart steered my attention into Queer life.
So why did I become a Go-Go dancer? I wanted to be the object of attraction. People noticed my dancing skills despite the appearance of a depressed individual. It was my garden to escape to, a fantasy no longer impossible to achieve.
Disclaimer: This post contains an element of BDSM. However, the story does not involve anything of sexual nature. Please practice potentially dangerous acts with safe people. Now, enjoy the story! When: September 2019 Where: Living Room Who: BoyKitsch™ He lied beneath me. My body dropped to the Earth. I wanted the sensation of impact. But the …
Celebrating 200+ views on my Go-go audition video with a thought about empathy!
Dear Venus87, Today, I found your blog post “six rules for the gay gogo boy”. It inspired me to read your other LiveJournal entries. Your frustration sparked old embers inside me. We could have burned a lot of bridges together. So maybe it’s good that we were so far apart. See, I was angry at the …
This experience happened because I asked for it. The Universe and all its people will never know what to give me unless asked. I am not just a vessel for human experiences. I am the experience others can also enjoy.
Our friendship grew from occasional meetings around Orlando, Florida. Now we shared make-up before heading out to the City Arts gallery.