CICADA: Both Jeremy and Merion gravitate towards all things fanged, tentacled, and undead. What kind of comfort/empowerment/affirmation can be found in embracing the monstrous?
NINO CIPRI: On a more personal level: Monster is the name I give to my depression when I’m trapped in it. I feel like a monster: inhuman, alien, horrible, radioactive, destructive. It’s not an accident that this is what I’ve heard all my life—that my queer self is monstrous, that my trans body disturbs people, that my existence is a mistake or a joke. When I’m depressed, I’m too worn down to disagree with those messages. Embracing the monstrous is how I tell myself that it’s good to live in my body, to love who I do, to feel my feelings, to nd my own reasons to keep living.
(Sidenote: the Gay Babadook memes during Pride were GIVING ME LIFE, because he’s pretty much all of the above feelings wrapped up in a pink boa and top hat.)
On a larger level: norm activity kills people. I don’t mean that metaphorically. People die because the world refuses them entrance based on perceived deviance from “normal.” We are refused healthcare based on that deviance. We’re hounded out of public places through ridicule and refusal. We face violence (like all monsters inevitably do) and commit or consider suicide in higher numbers (because the world has no room for us). But “human” has a high entrance fee. Traveling from monster hood and assimilating into humanity demands stripping out the most essential parts of yourself.
Diese Geschichte stammt aus der September 2017-Ausgabe von Cicada Magazine for Teens and Young Adults.
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Queen Persephone
She has long red hair to her waist and she lives in a yellow house with the paint peeling off like the sunburn on her shoulders. Her hair is creased from a recent braid, undone, and it lies beside her on the grass so that her back is exposed to the afternoon sun.
Embrace The Monstrous: An Interview With Nino Cipri
CICADA: Both Jeremy and Merion gravitate towards all things fanged, tentacled, and undead. What kind of comfort/empowerment/affirmation can be found in embracing the monstrous?
A Lesson In Contrast
On a trip to the drugstore, a young girl’s eyes scan the shelves like a world war 2 sniper.
Worlds as Bridges an interview with Debbie Urbanski
CIC: In “The Thread,” the concept of soul mates is taken to a pretty chilling extreme. Why do you think this concept can be so damaging? What kind of power can be found in not “living the life everyone expects you to live”? DU: I think any concept that is applied equally to everyone is probably damaging. Because that assumes we’re all alike and that we all want the same thing. If you don’t want that thing, then you have to pretend to want it to be considered normal. Nowadays, thank goodness, we’ve become a lot more accepting of many of our differences. Yet with love and romance, we still seem to apply this one storyline to everybody’s life: you meet someone, you kiss etc., you fall in love, and you live happily ever after with them. How many times do we hear that story, in songs, movies, fairy tales, books, by the time we grow up? Not everybody wants that particular story, but it’s really hard to exist outside of a narrative that’s everywhere. It’s hard to feel normal and good if you’re not part of the story. On the other hand, it’s hard to pretend to be someone you’re not. It takes up so much energy. And it only gets harder the longer you do it. I don’t think it’s sustainable.
Dreaming
Clockwork hearts don’t dream, they inform me with bony smiles, their soft fingers patting my head, pinching sharp nails on my scalp, searching to tear something, some exposed wire or weakness.
Love Letter
I wish I could spill my pain into a bottle, funnel it through him.
Choosing Tenderness: An Interview With Topaz Winters
Topaz Winters writes & heals. She is in love with most quiet things & resides at topazwinters.com.
Cherry Blossoms
We are holding hands in the barrel of a gun. I am searching the briar patch for something other than apology, and she hands me cherry blossoms in the shape of defiance.
What Genre of Story Are You Living In?
Good morning, sunshine! It’s a regular day in the life, except you’re unexpectedly at the center of like five love triangles and/or your mom is screaming that you need to find a spouse who’s rich enough to support your ten younger sisters and/or the fate of the human race is suddenly resting on your shoulders. Clearly, you’ve entered a fictional world through some blend of magic, mystery, and staying up way too late last night reading. The only question is— which world is it?
Telling The Bees
There was a girl who died every morning, and it would not have been a problem except that she kept bees.