It makes me want to cry thinking about my younger self watching the Pride parade because I didn’t feel like I’d earned the right to march yet, but still wearing bi colours and makeup (before I realized I was a lesbian). And now I organize the Pride float for the library 🥺
Sidewalk completely covered in ice
Same, it’s so exhausting.
My partner wrote a story as well. We wanted them to be kind of connected but also to share different things:
I wrote a First Person story for CBC that came out yesterday about my partner coming out as trans and the ways our lives changed. There’s so much more to our story, and this is just a small part of it.
"I’m back in the therapist’s office with my parents, watching the snow fall."
Excerpt from Courtney Bates-Hardy's (@poetcourtney.bsky.social) poem "𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑖𝑛, 2025" + promotional poster for del Toro's 𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑖𝑛 (2025)
Read "𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑖𝑛, 2025" in ISSUE 2.3: longconmag.com/issue-2-3/co...
This is so funny to me because I was such a baby bi when we met 😂 Even then!
Watching Love is Blind is like anthropological to me. It’s this whole other culture that I don’t see myself in at all as a queer person and it’s both fascinating and disturbing.
About a year ago, someone asked me if I was part of the bacon lettuce tomato community and now it’s become a thing that my partners and I say to each other ALL THE TIME 😂
Finished watching Angel for the second time in my life. I still sob over Illyria asking Wesley if he’d like her to lie to him now 😭
Me, getting perceived as straight all week with a trans partner and a girlfriend:
Sir Ian McKellen performing a monologue from Shakespeare’s Sir Thomas More on the Stephen Colbert show. Never have I heard this monologue performed with such a keen sense of prescience. Nor have I ever been in this exact historical moment.TY Sir Ian, for reaching us once again.
#Pinks #ProudBlue
Went to see Markiplier’s Iron Lung last night at the late showing and I haven’t seen so many teenagers in one space since I was a teenager.
“Why do things have to happen all the time?” -my gf
It’s written like a historical document with multiple editorial queries and interjections.
For such a prolific novelist, I’m really finding Margaret Atwood’s memoir to be a slog.
Definitely not melting down because my new office was too loud today while I was on a deadline. Why would anyone think I’m autistic?
There are few things weirder than sitting at your library job while knowing that someone you went to high school with is a block away at the courthouse because they’ve been charged with accessory to murder.
After the AI bubble pops, put this hero on some stamps.
www.thenation.com/article/soci...
He literally said, if you do this to my brother, I will attack your girlfriend. Tit for tat! 😂
CBC producing all these think pieces and interviews about why booksellers are going to judge the Giller Prize this year like it’s a big mystery. Well, I can solve it for you: it’s because most writers don’t want to be associated with the award anymore after the boycott 🤷🏻♀️
Are you even lesbians if you don’t get mistaken for sisters? 😅
I wrote a pantoum about Guillermo del Toro's Frankenstein and familial estrangement due to my queerness. I love the film so much that I've watched it 3 times since it came out, and according to GDT, that means I'm married to it. Delighted to have my poem featured in @longconmagazine.bsky.social
Delighted to be featured in this issue of long con!
Side note: I have three brothers, two of whom have been wonderful and welcoming and I’m so grateful for their support.
We haven’t spoken for over two years. I’ve never met his daughter, and I hope he treats her better than he treated me. He called me a bitch once, but he’ll never call me a bitch again.
all because I told him to clean up or do something our mom had asked for. My coming out as queer was inherently threatening to the way he thinks women should be and act, so he rejected me completely under the guise that I had done something wrong in our past and deserved to be punished for it.
that included this incident when we were young. What he didn’t say is that he stopped talking to me b/c I’m queer & my partner is trans, but he didn’t have to. At some point in our teen years, he stopped respecting women & stopped seeing me as human, & it was obvious from him calling me a bitch
I keep thinking about how my brother called me a bitch when we were teens, and I slapped him, because that was how I was taught to deal with bullies. When I came out as queer and my partner came out as trans, my brother stopped talking to me. He had a list of grievances…
“i want back my rocking chairs, / solipsist sunsets, / & coastal jungle sounds...”
A poem by Renee Nicole Good, who was murdered by ICE earlier today.
lithub.com/renee-nicole...
