Raubkopiert aus dem legendären „Fuck Love“-Zine – hoffentlich findet ihr auch eine Kopie. Es ist großartig.
nur in Unterhose und Hundehalsband am Bein des Tisches angekettet zu sein ist nicht gerade warm,
auch wenn ich extra Holz nachgelegt habe.
ich schaue auf dich herab und streichle dir übers Haar. du willst dich an meine Beine schmiegen. (mehr …)
Langsam tröpfeln offen nichtbinäre Charaktere auch in Film und Fernsehen – endlich etwas Sichtbarkeit! Wurde aber auch Zeit.
Aber was hat das für uns zu bedeuten? Viele cis-Menschen lernen jetzt wahrscheinlich Leinwand-Enbies kennen, bevor sie jemand von uns in echt begegnen. Das erspart vielleicht ein paar dumme Fragen, aber es bedeutet auch, dass manche uns mit den Leinwand-Enbies verwechseln werden. (mehr …)
Zwei verschiedene Formen,
gesellschaftlich sauber getrennt,
mit unterschiedlichen Normen,
sowie es jede*r doch kennt. (mehr …)
Did you learn how to love, when you were a child?
Did you learn how to be loved?
Did you learn it later in life?
Who taught it to you?
My mum sent me an email, and from the headers it shows that she saved me as a „first born person“.
We see drag as a positive parody of gendered expectations of what someone looks like. Drag is a tool for us to make fun of those expectations and to find ourselves beautiful and sexy in the process.
Dragging as Enby is fun for us. Depending on what we like, we can dress up as just one binary gender, or even both. (mehr …)
CW: Alcohol.
I feel lost, feel like I’m in the wrong film. This film is not meant for me.
The lights go on. I see that everyone here is different than me.
I was in the wrong film.
Later I drink champagne with the others, because I don’t dare order anything else.
I don’t like champagne, at least I always say I don’t like it.
It’s actually not that bad, but I can’t like it because that’s what defines me.
But since someone else, who isn’t like them either, liked champagne, it doesn’t taste so bad.
I still prefer to stick to beer.
Note: I wrote this when I was young, and it is in no way meant to glorify alcohol and macho beer drinking.
On my search for role models I could identify with, I stumbled over these nonbinary artists. This is very special to me – for years I came to terms with the fact that people would forever see me as a guy who sometimes dresses girly. But when I saw these artists perform being neither man nor woman, or both, I finally came out and said „fuck it, I can do this too“. <3 (mehr …)
How people treat each other is one thing – dehumanising bureaucratic institutions are something else entirely. Official correspondence is a very binary affair, even though Germany now officially recognises the third gender. This means that, according to §22 PStG, instead of a male or female gender, one can have a diverse gender entry, or even no gender at all, entered in birth certificates, identity cards, etc.
It is nice to be recognised for who you are. Unfortunately, you have to expect that non-enbies will misunderstand what you mean by that. Not all enbies come out at all. If pronouns aren’t that important to you, you might not have to explain anything to the world. But if people really want to hear a reason why they should treat you differently, coming out may be necessary/useful.