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and baby makes 3

Jude and Ewan in bath, 2003 - Ph. Lorenzo Agius

so in the last couple of months two families i know have had children come out as trans, and i’ve offered to help the families find resources. aside from not always remember what i wish i would have known when i came out - i’m finding a lot of resources about parenting trans children that are written by cis people, or published by cis-led organizations.

does anyone have recommendations on parenting resources

1. written by trans people

2. published by trans-led orgs

TSER is there obviously, but i’m looking for resources for parents rather than teachers? and PFLAG & Gender Spectrum both seem pretty cis-lead.

John Boyega:  “Africa isn’t a testing lab you pieces of shit.”

Jay Ingram: “For those wondering, two scientists in France said they should test the COVID vaccine on people in Africa for efficiency or something. Super dehumanizing and part of a long, racist history of similar acts.”

kitchen witchen

I think I would leave sunflowers and blackberries at your shrine. Perhaps goldenrod

Sun flowers and sun-mer berries for the sun gremlin familiar?

I bless your offering with a pressed penny bearing an entirely inscrutable image (although iirc, it's a picture of a pressed penny that is also stamped with a picture of a pressed penny that is stamped with a picture of a pressed penny that is stamp w...), and a secret handshake that you won't know until the moment you need it.

buckle up

"Quartersquare 2" 2012

New cards for graduation season! And my new stamp design.

Acrylic on old reader-page. (Stamp: Dick Blick Wonder-Cut)

"The Lay of St. Kenelm"

Once again, another submission to the local college magazine Blackbird fro the July edition. This particular poem is based on the legend of St. Kenelm, an Anglo-Saxon prince who ascended the throne at the age of seven upon his father's death. He was quickly martyred/assassinated by his jealous sister Cwendred, who asked her lover to carry out the dirty work.

     "Once a good King past to Death

Cynewulf by name

And left he but a stripling heir

Young Cynehelm by name.

     "Had Cynehelm two sisters great

Yet scarcely 'like, the twain

Burgenhild' a maiden loyal

And Cwendred, woman vain.

     "To slay her kith and gain the crown

Was Cwendred's only want

And so she bid her lover dear

To do a task so gaunt.

     "Slay the child for me, my love

Cooed Cwendred to her man

Finish him with scarce a word

And take his life in hand.

     "So Ascbert went a' riding then

With Cynehelm one day

Hunting in the forest deep

For a prince to slay.

     "Stopped they for a brief respite

For Cynehelm to rest

And up behind did Ascbert come

At his dame's behest.

     "But Cynehelm spake Nay my lord

You shall not slay me here

Yet take this rod and plant it there

And bid my end come near.

     "So planted he a rod of thorn

And sprung from it an Ash

Then 'neath that tree did Ascbert strike

And Cyn'helm breathed his last.

     "But from the grave his Soul did fly

In likeness of a dove,

 - As prophecy foretold by dream -

Beyond the boughs above."

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dressed up for the first time in months to go zoom with a couple friends last night