Diary of a rural trans*sex worker
At the age of 19, soon after completing her advanced level studies, she moved to Harare the city of dreams. Her name is Ashley, and this is how her transition diary started. I didn’t […]
At the age of 19, soon after completing her advanced level studies, she moved to Harare the city of dreams. Her name is Ashley, and this is how her transition diary started. I didn’t […]
I fled Tanzania owing to continued harassment and threats, so when I was attacked recently at an African party in Sweden, the horrific memories of my days of incessant torture back home raced through my head. […]
Rushing things and getting involved too early and trying to do too much too much are some of the most common mistakes we often make when it comes to matters of the heart.Below are some […]
My femininity is very conservative. I rely on the existence of masculinity to exist. They say in sociology identities are relational. I am black in relation to white people. Queer people are queer in relation […]
My name is Zikhona Mbagana aged 26, I am a heterosexual transwoman born and bred in Swaziland. Being a trans* person in a country like mine is very challenging. On a daily basis as I […]
I cannot make you see a woman, I am in a man’s body I try to run away from these broad shoulders that make it difficult for me to put on these dresses that I […]
It is difficult to accept. But if your church is homophobic, biphobic or transphobic, it’s time to leave. You have to ask yourself for whose benefit do you attend? What are the hateful messages doing […]
More often than not, we find ourselves in situations where we have to deal with our own personal issues, yet we still have to be kind to the many people we encounter. It is best […]
They are young, they are trans* and they are queerly phenomenal. At a time when most youths are seating and complaining about anything and everything and doing nothing about it, they have to do […]
I remember waking up in the morning playing with my brothers and sisters. It was a very sunny day, the breeze touched my skin with ease. I clearly remember the front door of the house […]