g(ender) fugitive

creating a Black transfeminist nihilism.

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Recent posts by g(ender) fugitive

The Black Sheep: Part 1

Dec 10, 2022

The nuclear family is a site of Black death, both physically and ontologically. It also facilitates the death of Black autonomy through embo...

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the body remains the same but the self does not

the most prominent are three

g is the eldest, most often granted deference

borne from necessity, they are empty

lately i’ve become more frightened of them

gzifa, once aptly named, sought to mediate conflict

gaëlle provides counter-balance to g, he plants hope

gzifa fights with g now, she levies the charge of cowardice

gzifa reminds me that peace and pacifism are not the same

g struggles to move forward

gaëlle reassures me the seeds are being nurtured

he fears they may be molded per the whims of her

time can’t be captured, but it can be stolen.

we get told it’s never too late, but when exactly do i get to start?

cause the fearful girl inside wants to be free

and her bodyguard’s getting tired. yesterday folds into the now

and i continue bleeding cause i think i was shot one day in the <<past>>.

cause and effect in relation to each other don’t really mean much

but i do feel the effect. there’s a hole that can’t be filled

the blood gets lapped up like nectar, quenching their thirst

making them whole, watching me like a dvd, of a certain genre

there is no runtime, no end. an infinite well of time

Black time, carved from Black trans time

the time is stolen, not captured. the body, the flesh, is captured

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