Yasmine Tadross

Anger is as temporary as a bandage that you put on a scar, It hurts for a day or two, You are amped up for another few days and it ultimately fades. Then it is business as usual. It never makes you feel the pain. Rage is like a scar that has been engraved in ou since you were born. Being told that the second you come out of the woum (whether biological or metaphorical), that your body was never yours, to begin with Told you are not worth loving. You see if Black women were loved as much as Cardi B, we wouldn't have to be turned to stone. That only who care about black trans women are black trans women. It is the days where I can't see my own reflection. Rage has been portrayed as ugly as Medusa, no one shall look at her or else you get turned to stone, yet for girls like me, we have already been shattered. Rage is not to look away from or suppress, it is beautiful as a date tree on The Nile as bears it's sweetness.  Medusa was never ugly, she...

When I think of Femmehood,  I think of girls like me, who may not have the money to stealth, or the resources to drag it up. But we are limitless.⠀ ⠀ We are the ones that create divine futures for each other out of the scraps and rubble left for us.   The ones that create riots that are bigger than space and time.  A movement to uphold the notion that liberating Black trans womxn is liberation for all of us.  Girls like us understand that femmehood is lineage and kinship, not a body part.  We recognize the majority of the world disposes of us, but we are anointed.  We are our ancestors’ wildest dreams I don't want a world where Black Trans Lives  just matter That our histories and our presence are praised like shrines; in which the offerings are given back to the altar 100 fold.