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Seana
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Trans girl in your MFA (not in an MFA program, just annoying) | she

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Came Out on the Fourth of July, by Seana June & The Enormous Radio
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The danger in polyamory is that you no longer simply start to dress like your girlfriends, but by the transitive property of fashion osmosis you start to dress like your metamours too.
October 2, 2026 at 4:27 PM
Audience at the Sleater-Kinney/Liz Phair show in Prospect Park had to be at least like, 5% straight t4t couples. I have no comment on this, I’m just making a report from the field.
September 20, 2026 at 2:19 AM
My friend left behind the shirt which had the middled aged men of Brooklyn running across traffic to compliment him on, and now its power is mine.
September 16, 2026 at 3:47 AM
I’m besties with like 90% of my exes, but almost everyone who has ever said to me, “Our friendship is just too important to risk making things weird by going on a date” basically immediately made things weird and unilaterally blew up our friendship.
September 15, 2026 at 2:39 PM
I took basically zero pictures last night except for my makeup check on the way out the door.
September 13, 2026 at 6:31 PM
Hard to imagine a better birthday gift than the dolls getting into a Johnny Cash-off at my karaoke party
September 13, 2026 at 5:48 PM
Have an old, dear friend visiting from New Hampshire, and I didn’t even know it was still possible to take pictures of me as bad as the ones he is taking. That man is going to have me looking into surgeries you can only get under a pseudonym in Laos before long.
September 11, 2026 at 6:20 PM
Is it me, or at they making cis women taller these days?
September 7, 2026 at 5:31 PM
Is it even an ambitious instrumental synthesizer album from the 1970s if you don’t at some point stop dead to demonstrate proudly the synthesized bird calls and chirps you made?
September 1, 2026 at 3:33 PM
Three people and counting now who have reacted to my bottom surgery with some version of “how dare you, didn’t you consider my feeling about your genitals?”
August 25, 2026 at 6:13 PM
Had a bizarre phone call with Nolan Karp at NYU’s office. Called them for a fat transfer BA on a friend’s rec who went to him last year, but they were like, “oh, he doesn’t do that. Maybe a long time ago. I don’t think he’d work with you.”
August 24, 2026 at 5:50 PM
Partner was sad that a cis boy she slept didn’t know what to do with her invitation to check out her surgical scar tissue and I had to be like, “oh, honey, cis people don’t touch each other in the spirit of science. That’s not in their culture.”
August 24, 2026 at 3:36 PM
I thinks dolls should reconsider shoulder pads. The thing is, they don’t actually make your shoulders look big: they make your shoulders look like shoulder pads.
August 23, 2026 at 11:14 PM
This was initially a dysphoria fit, but honestly the Annie Hall-ish soft butch thing is kind of a look for me.
August 23, 2026 at 3:04 AM
The way in which Camp Miasma was a targeted attack against me personally. Deeply unfair, what did I ever do to Jane Schoenbrun to deserve that?
August 22, 2026 at 3:47 PM
It’s fun jumping into a genre of music you’ve never worked in before and discovering that you’ve had dormant influences and tastes within it all along that had been waiting for a chance to find expression. It’s weirdly this experience of learning new things about yourself.
August 17, 2026 at 7:06 PM
My crushes should post more selfies so I can wolf whistle at them. I think we all deserve that.
August 16, 2026 at 2:47 PM
For the third time in three months, someone got psychotically transphobic with me on the street and came very close to physically hurting me (I was literally holding a pen like a dagger to keep the guy from following me onto the train). It’s new and it’s starting to feel like it’s not a fluke.
August 15, 2026 at 8:03 PM
Oh well, no time to be sad. Too busy being pretty.
August 15, 2026 at 12:26 AM
I’ve been revising this song that’s obliquely about something really bad that happened to me and working on this new prelude to it which is wordless but in a lot of ways rawer and more direct, and it’s got me in this weird dark headspace and I don’t know how to talk about it with anyone.
August 14, 2026 at 10:15 PM
There are only so many times I can emotionally handle cooking for 12 fully RSVP’d people only for 100% of them to cancel an hour before or totally no-show. I will at some point just stop bothering. It’s happened like five times this year, and I think the next time it happen, I’m just kind of done.
August 13, 2026 at 11:41 PM
Pits. I get it now.
August 9, 2026 at 1:12 AM
Ibby said something to me like, “insofar as there is a politics to polyamory, you are a very able politician,” which was a very gentle way of calling me a babykisser scarfing down fried Oreos at the Iowa State Metamour Fair.
August 6, 2026 at 11:31 PM
My relationship with institutions like Callen Lorde is less “oh I’m so grateful for this shaggy little clinic that could” and more “it’s actually lowkey degrading the extent to which we are chained to dysfunctional institutions that serve us mediocrely where no one else will serve us at all.”
August 4, 2026 at 8:04 PM
Sometimes I think a not inconsiderable amount of dyke tsuris comes from rigidly separating women into the pool of cool sweethearts from which you make your friends and the pool of fuckgirls from the fuckgirl factory whom you fuck.
August 3, 2026 at 5:10 PM