That thing you don't quite see out of the corner of your eye, the scuttling sound behind you that goes starkly silent when you turn around. [Medical mess. Badass bookseller. Writes fanfiction on occasion. Very much a Scorpio.]
The AIDS activists in the 80s danced their hearts out on the weekends. The dancing was the reason for the activism, coming together as a community and celebrating queer joy in the face of darkness.
We need trans joy now more than ever.
If the revolution doesn’t have dancing, I’m not coming.
March 10, 2025 at 12:59 PM
The AIDS activists in the 80s danced their hearts out on the weekends. The dancing was the reason for the activism, coming together as a community and celebrating queer joy in the face of darkness.
We need trans joy now more than ever.
If the revolution doesn’t have dancing, I’m not coming.