This world cup I supported England. This choice has a strange pull on my ancestral conscience. I cannot unlearn that this nation savaged and raped the world. I think of my mum, the first British child to Caribbean immigrants racially abused in school every day in the 70’s and 80’s. I recognise that generationally, those […]
When I was 14 years old, I told my friends about my uneasiness regarding being a girl/woman, and how I wished I weren’t one. Fast forward a decade later and I still don’t know where to stand regarding my gender. I am definitely not cis-gender but I’m unsure about transitioning and going through a potential […]
If life is a game, then black queer people quickly learn that different rules apply to them – or at least, so it seems.