Our kids are proof that it is about educating only about the male/man & female/woman binary, and intersex erasure, that messes up the truth around natural bodily variations existing in us humans. You see, our children were taught that intersex bodies and transgender bodies exist. We educated them as soon as I realized I was… Continue reading A Woman’s PENIS and A Man’s VAGINA; and explaining this to our children.
A letter I shared on: Mx. Anunnaki Ray, Gender/Intersex Activist Facebook Page: Sending a note, to simply say thank you again, for listening, and sharing this page. It is sometimes hard for people to hear about a culture different than their own, especially when daily the news can be so depressing and unimaginable. I have… Continue reading Adding the “I” responsibly to LGBT
Today I Celebrate my 2nd Birthday! I sometimes do not know how I survived. But here I am, and I am alive. I have to thank you, my dear friends You told me I would make it and here I am Today Celebrating this very special Birthday! Here I stand I AM TWO… Continue reading Poem: Today I Celebrate my 2nd Birthday!
I was a cutter. I want to own "was" a cutter, because I do not want to feed that monster no more. Triggers can sometimes bring back this self-destructive behavior. Being born intersex, and not being able to be my authentic gender, messed me up bad. You see, I was assigned a girl, when… Continue reading Yes, I was a cutter.
I have joined my husband of twenty-eight years to make this message to the world for October, 26th, Intersex Awareness Day 2016. After living for so long believing I was broken, I now know that I was born perfect and that I am lovable. Thank you, my sweet husband, for loving me for who I am,… Continue reading I was born perfect, and I am lovable. Thank you, United Nations.
Somebody Stepped Inside My Soul This world robbed me. Somebody else was in control. ∇ It took a lifetime for me to figure out this trouble. To unravel a mystery, I was lied to and taught this damn myth. When you lied to me as a little boy, somebody stepped inside my soul… Continue reading Poem: Somebody Stepped Inside My Soul
I am a Gender/Intersex Activist. I entered this world to help you change things. and yet I am excluded, talked badly about, and hurt by your lies. When the Colors of this Rainbow fight, it hurts this world, not just me. I am a Gender/Intersex Activist. I was hurt by this world like you were,… Continue reading When the Colors of this Rainbow Fight
The power of changing one's gender is sad, surreal and even amazing. Suddenly some of my friends no longer wanted to relate to me, talk to me, or even acknowledge that I was in their life anymore. All, simply because I now appear more male. This poem is to all those who vanished from my life… Continue reading Poem: Where did you all go? Was it all because of a penis?
I am not transgender. I was born intersex. But since I was raised the wrong gender, and had to reclaim my true gender, Guess what? Almost everything that can happen to a gay person, lesbian, transgender person, or gender non-conforming queer person, has happened to me. I now know I am not alone.… Continue reading When you do not include the “I” in your human rights efforts, this is why it hurts me and other people born intersex:
Before I emerged from my closet….. I hid in shame because they said I would be unlovable. I have now emerged into a world that is full of their own little secrets. I hid in shame because they said I would be unlovable. I emerge to a world that has the same shame you instilled… Continue reading Poem: This is a Broken World that I emerge into.
Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 