so. between that women’s prize wahala, pride month lists, and ppl now saying #FRESHWATER🌊 is about a nonbinary experience (it’s not—it’s about nonhuman embodiment), i just really want to remind y’all that i’m a) an ogbanje, thank you very much, b) literally the child of a deity—take it up with ala. i’m done translating this into flesh terms, b/c then y’all just erase everything else since holding multiple realities is hard. the cyborg homie @annofthefuture taught me that presenting as nonhuman on the socials will often—if not always—be read as a performance, but my god, it’s far more exhausting to perform flesh for y’all. like, let me just move spiritfirst with a true face + if ppl think it’s an act, then 🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️🤷🏾♀️ tbh. not every day forming human just to assimilate in peace, just to not be read as a naked threat, a deviant + illegible thing. at this point, discarding the flesh mask is obedience. plus, the thing i’m becoming is burning it off anyway, which is fine. like i used to say—i burn so well i don’t burn at all.
