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Help Pious Projects to distribute hygiene kits to vulnerable women in Gaza
Pious Project also working to distribute medical supply , food baskets, hot meals, water etc : link here
CONNIE PANZARINO at a pride march in Boston circa 1990
the cyborg & the crip by Alison Kafer
images from the NYC 10th annual dyke march, 2002, by samantha feder. taken from technodyke.com
Happy Disability Pride Month! đŠśđâ¤ď¸đ¤đđđŠśđ (x)
"Now that we know that we're attached to each other, what do we do?"
The Watermelon Woman(1996) dir. Cheryl Dunye
Every single time I say that I am femme, thatâs code for âI want to be home for an unapologetically butch dyke.â
Itâs code for âI want to protect my butch from a world that was not built for them. I want to show them that they DO have a place in this world, and that that place is with me. I want to show them love and patience and understanding. I want to encourage their butchness. I want to tie their tie. I want to get them new work boots for their birthday. I want to make them my handsome wife, and I want to come home to them. I want them to be my home, as I am theirs. I want them to feel safe with me. I want them to know that it is okay to be soft with me. I want them to show me how they giggle and how they weep and how they swoon, just as I do.â
Itâs code for âWhen you have nothing else, you have me. And we will be okay.â
THIS POST IS INCLUSIVE OF TRANS WOMEN! TRANS BUTCHES ARE BUTCHES AND DESERVE THIS KIND OF HYPE AND LOVE!
the butch/femme scene of 1990s san francisco by chloe sherman
Sophia Loren and Jayne Mansfield (1957) Julia Bowen and Sofia Vergara (2014) Maude Apatow and Sydney Sweeney (2021)
official boob post
âIf I get read as trans at a âqueer womenâs event,â dykes assume Iâm a straight transsexual guy. Ironically, this grants me free access. I bear no resentment toward my FtM brothers, but I do grind my teeth over womenâs spaces and dyke circles that welcome them yet which exclude my transsexual sisters. I am infuriated by the underlying assumption: my brave FtM brothers, who have sacrificed to become men, are just conformist women, and my bold MtF sisters who have fought to be women, are really men with a fetish for being marginalized. Are we dykes so fragile, so afraid, that we cannot allow anyone to enter, leave, or even explore? When we imply that FtM men are still gay women, how can we also fear that âwe are losing our butchesâ? Our butches? Whose butches? Does the dyke community own its members? Our sex lives? Our genders? Does it control us for our own good? Dykes are not fragile flowers. Many femmes wear the flaming rose. Itâs a flower, but itâll fight back if you try to crush it. What tough flower would symbolize us butches? Or do we fear that butches are the fragile ones, anxious to leave dykespace? We fear men will undo us, erase us; that we must guard against their entrance into our spaces, or our sisterâs pants. But men have been part of butch-femme for as long as I can remember. Pre-electrical lesbian spaces contained trans-spectrum men who feared presenting as male in public, and butches who feared looking mannish because of laws, written and unwritten, that prohibited putting a vagina in a pair of pants. Medical transition has been around since the 1930s, and it has not destroyed us. There were gay men who shared our bar scene, and their business kept many of âourâ bars afloat. The lesbian communities that most feared men were those that also feared femmes, butches, transsexuals, and every other stripe of gender freedom. Butch-femme is tough. We are tough. Our culture has survived alcoholism, homophobia, beatings, corrupt vice squads, poverty, and the sex warsâplus all the other problems of living. I think we can survive transgender medicine. The happiest butch-femme spaces Iâve seen are those that embrace the gender spectrum. There we find butches and femmes who go by âsheâ and love their unmodified bodies. We have FtMs whoâve done the worksâT, top, and crotchâwho may be men or butch or femme or more. They include me and others who transitioned into being butches. They include femmes without questioning their taste in lovers. And it works. Men will not undo us. But an unchecked fear of menâof becoming a man, dating a man, having been forced to be one, looking too much like one, being too attractive to men in general, or aiding or abetting any of the above- can and will make our community unliveable if we let it. But we should not fear or police ourselves. If we did that, thereâd be no butch or femme in the first place.â
â amy fox, from Persistance: All Ways Butch and Femme
On Our Backs personals, 1987
literally about to cry at âwho share this same giftâ đĽşđâ¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
Xanthra Phillippa MacKay and Mirha-Soleil Ross, partners and co-publishers of Gendertrash From Hell | 1993
you might know Xanthra from her classic âDonât Call Me Mister - âCause Iâm A TS Butchâ
Trans activist and author Katherine Cummings photographed at Casa Susanna | 1963
Agnès Caprice, showgirl of trans cabaret Le Carrousel and frequent subject of photo series Les Amies de La Place Blanche. She later partnered and had a child with an actress and performer of a butch lesbian cabaret. Caprice would pass at a young age due to addiction, after the devastating loss of 7 of her fellow Le Carrousel performers in a 1966 plane crash.
ph: Christer StrĂśmholm | 1960s
Source: Family; A Portrait Of Gay And Lesbian America - by Nancy Andrews
Vintage pins from the Lesbian Herstory Archiveâs button collection