A Radical TransFeminist

This article is a follow-up to Under Duress, Part One: “No”, which discussed “no means no”, ambiguous sexual requests, implicit refusals and drunken consent.

Trigger Warnings

This article contains discussions of rape, rape apologism and narrative examples of the ways in which multiple systems of domination can be used to put pressure on sexual consent. It contains a fictional account of retraumatisation after abuse.

If, after reading this, you feel like you would like to talk to somebody about personal experiences of non-consent:

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Things I Believe In Now

We are less than two months away!!!!!!!

And we have a script. And we have some choreography. And some brilliant people who will be on stage.

Our first rehearsal with the script on its feet was last week and I want to write about it. This is Emma, by the way, hi. I was facilitating this rehearsal, and while I’m a better director now than before, I’m still pretty shaky, and I still have a frequent urge to dump the whole play in a trash can and run out of the room. My plan for this rehearsal was to zero in on a particular section of the script. Just to give you some context: Leah, this young queer, abruptly drops out of college and moves states away to get a job, and we spend the rest of the play finding out why and following her as she restructures her identity. Anyway, in this particular section, Leah is beset by this strange being that isn’t really a memory and is also definitely not real. This strange being has a name: SALLY’S BLOG. In this particular section, Leah, for the first time, is refusing to go along with Sally’s Blog and its demands. On their feet, the actors were commanding, filling the space, moving between bursts of laughter and bursts of anger. Doing the scene over and over made it real for us in a way that it hadn’t been before, and everyone was pissed. It is strange to build up all that anger and then not know what to do with it.

We decided to do an exercise Julia taught us before and after the scene every time we rehearse it. It will signify that we are opening ourselves up to these characters; and then, after the scene, signify that we are back to ourselves. I started to rethink my understanding of what theatre is. I was so freaked out. I will continue to be freaked out.



This Saturday! This is it! The full text! Here we go! Emma’s gonna stop drinking coffee! Seriously you should go to this. You should. I’m talking to you. Yes you. You should go.

Workshop Reading: Tender

Tender is a dance play about a queer couple that is coping with intimate trauma. The show is awkwardly sexy, sweet, and strange; there’s a really cute robot and, we hope, a seed of queer advocacy that will continue to grow throughout our work.  Exploring the complex issue of relationship abuse in queer communities, we created a process of generating dialogue and dance that we hope to share with you on March 16 at 8 PM. We’ll do a short reading and strike up a critical discussion, focusing on your observations, questions, and thoughts. Come by to listen to a rigorous and fascinating conversation or to add your voice to a new work that strives to be anti-racist, honest, and wholeheartedly queer.   Tickets are $7 or pay what you can. For more information about the dance play, the workshops, or the emerging company behind both, check out freshpeachdance.wordpress.com or email freshpeachdance@gmail.com. For more information about the 32-year-old anarchist collective venue, check out wowcafe.org.