Updated zine! I wanted to get this updated for National Coming Out Day.
I started this zine on a Spring evening in 2019. It was cold and sleeting as I parked myself in a pub across the street from an LGBTQ+ youth center. I had just dropped off a teen (who was staying with us) and they had asked me when I first came out. I didn’t have a good quick answer at the time, so I sat at the bar and lined up a rainbow of pens. It’s easy enough to explain how coming out isn’t a one-time-thing. I wanted to tell them that I don’t remember specifically “coming out” so much as a continual process of trying to be true to myself. It sounds cliche. What I really wanted to explain was how coming out can be an act of coming in to your self and into a vast constellation of queerness. 🌌
deconstruction love notes from @velosaint
visible or not, you are loved + safe with me, today + always (with thanks to @j.brager.art for the shirt)
Sometimes I wonder if living in a city is the best idea for us or not. We enjoy the city with its diversity and variety of opportunities. But really like the woods too. Yesterday we wandered for hours along a creek. We found songbirds and fish and a big white duck. We crossed paths with a doe and her yearling and even a fox. we walked under train tracks and counted cars on a cargo train too. We waded through water, told ourselves stories, collected rocks, and built a modest fort. We practiced math skills and made plans, dreamed up art projects and travel ideas. We splashed and sniffed and there was laughter and peace. To think this all happened within walking distance of our little home in a big city. #phillylove