In her article, “A Scar is More than a Wound: Rethinking Community and Intimacy through Queer and Disability Theory”, Karen Hammer examines how Jess’ traumatic experiences in Leslie Feinberg’s Stone Butch Blues becomes the foundation for her and other transgenders to find “community and intimacy” (160). In doing so, Hammer expertly highlights Jess’ constant need to establish a home of acceptance to combat the violence she faces throughout the novel. Therefore, Jess uses her traumas to form connections with other transgenders to provide a sense of community. However, Hammer fails to acknowledge the consequences of forming a community based on shared experiences of violence. Jess expresses these consequences in her willingness to give up on the
I have these two freinds that are brothers. one is 14 and the other is 17. then there is me and my brother 15 and 14. me and my brother met them when we joined Mudlark Theatre. we all have grown up together for 4 years now and they are like our brothers.
Scars are something that many people are familiar with. Whether it is a physical scar or a mental scar, both significantly impact the lives of those with them. In the novel Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi scars are mentioned often and are one of the central motifs throughout the novel. Through the motif of scars, Gysai conveys the message that scars cause demeaning assumptions to be made about people who have them. Additionally, Gysai shares that scars can lead to people becoming ashamed about their scars, and they resonate throughout generations even if they do not have scars themselves.
Henry had to jump this fence and ripped a piece of his jeans where his butt was. He knew he would have to sew and dye a new piece of cloth to the jeans when he got home, but he knew had to keep running. Henry and his friends met up, somewhere deep into the wood where not even the sun 's rays was showing, they could see nothing, they were lost. One of Henry friends were worried saying “ we’re in so much trouble, when my dad hears about this i 'm gonna be dead meat.” Henry said “ It’s not that bad guys we just have to get outta here,” Henry’s friends said back “ not that bad, our parents are gonna break me!”
I watched the big black clouds roll towards us. Ma said “we should get in the car and go away from the big black cloud of dust. ”So we start driving in are car crammed together away from the big black dust cloud. Pa got out the map and exclamed “I think we are heading towards California.” I said, “What about our stuff.”
It was a pleasure speaking with you briefly last week. I hope that you are enjoying this wonderful weather. Since the Healing Narratives class has concluded and the start of the next inside-out course has not yet been confirmed, I wanted to touch base with you regarding alternative programming at the CCDOC during the summer break. I also want to get clarity on the transcript release form process since the students enrolled in the first class, taught by Professor Moe, were not required to fill out these forms. You mentioned taking time off this summer and Professor Biagi will be out of the country visiting relatives.
and I went out to a fancy steakhouse called “Big Rob’s Steakhouse.” That had a bull to ride and free, peanuts and salad once you sit down. That night they decided Frank was gonna moved out of his apartment in Texas that was only 1 story, dirt floors and no heat nor air-conditioning move in with Sandy in what he called, “Paradise.” Because it had 3-stories, made of brick, its own garden, 2 barns,a tracter, a chandelier in the dining room, a basketball and tennis court and a tracter. They were both so excited, but knew that their families were thousands and thousands of miles away.
As I lay in my bed upset about a previous break-up with a box of tissues beside me, I jumped up quickly and said to myself, “It’s time for a change”. All of the anger and rage I had built inside me was ready to be released. I thought to myself, “What would be the best way to show this new me?” and that is when the silver, sparkling nose stud popped into my head. When I asked my mom, she was confused and said, “Since when did you want to get a hole in your face?”
Stitches “Tre`mon your friend is outside.” Hollered my mom “Ok!” I yelled back I opened the door
One day they said i will need a boy to make me food. the next day they sended the boy to the house the boy knocked the door. i said i an coming in a loud voice. He made a lot of cakes and he made a table full of food. The next day he was gone the lady said where is the kid that made my day.
To: The Girl With Bruises on Her Heart After struggling with what I was going to even write about for a week or so, I decided to take the advice from one of the essays I read in class called “How to Write an Essay”. Basically, it told me not to overthink and a burst of inspiration will magically come to me. Surprisingly enough, this works. Because here I am writing my essay a week before it’s due.
# The Forge *Challenges make you stronger! * I came across this amazing tool when I was traveling across my state by bike. No way I could afford to stay in hotels each day, so I had to sleep outside or knock on the doors of random people to sleep in their yards (stressful and humbling). Between the physical exhaustion, the dam bugs, and having to face my fear of talking to strangers, it was a challenge, no doubt.
I met my ex at the skating rink in Stevensville. I was with two of my friends and they were talking to four girls. My friends came over by me and said, “Go get on the light skin girl.” When I went to the table where she was sitting, I begin asking her simple questions like what is your name, how old are you, and what school do you go to. But she was acting like she didn’t want to talk, and her friend was like she’s a shy girl.
Dad, I know that you are not here on earth with us any more but, your spirit is still with us. I want to write something down that really hurt me over the years. This is very hard for me to do but, am going to do it. I don 't understand why you never protected me when Jimmy, had force himself on me. This happen when we all Lived in Kirtland.
Harold came around the corner and seen his ex girlfriend holding his daughter Rayne. Harold asked “Tammy Lynn why? Why would you do this to me?” Tammy Lynn responded”You never loved me liked you loved your wife.” Harold got really close to Tammy Lynn, then reached for his daughter.
