Maya, a trans woman who had moved to the city with nothing but a suitcase and a worn-out copy of Stone Butch Blues , took a deep breath. She remembered her first night here, three years ago, when the "Chosen Family" felt like a myth she wasn't allowed to touch.
"To be us is to be a revolutionary," she told the quieted room. "Every time we choose ourselves in a world that asks us to be someone else, we win."
Maya smiled, joining the assembly line of glitter and protest signs. "Because the stripes represent the people who bled so we could stand in this room," she said.
Maya, a trans woman who had moved to the city with nothing but a suitcase and a worn-out copy of Stone Butch Blues , took a deep breath. She remembered her first night here, three years ago, when the "Chosen Family" felt like a myth she wasn't allowed to touch.
"To be us is to be a revolutionary," she told the quieted room. "Every time we choose ourselves in a world that asks us to be someone else, we win."
Maya smiled, joining the assembly line of glitter and protest signs. "Because the stripes represent the people who bled so we could stand in this room," she said.