I’m Stephen Ira. I’m an activist and a writer; I live in Yonkers, NY, where I’m a junior at Sarah Lawrence College. We don’t do majors, but I study poetry, literature, queer studies, and critical theory. I’m a gay trans man for whom both identities are equally important, a femme-inist, and a white person trying to do anti-racist work. My poetry and fiction have been published in Spot Literary Magazine and 365 Tomorrows. Right now, I have poems in St Sebastian Review, Specter Magazine, and forthcoming online as part of an anthology of trans and genderqueer poetry. I have a short story in The Collection, an anthology of fiction by trans authors from Topside Press. If you want, you can preorder it! I’ve been a featured reader at the Velvet Guerilla Cabaret and the Sarah Lawrence Poetry Festival. I write for the online component of the trans male quarterly, Original Plumbing, mostly book reviews, and sometimes I contribute op-eds to LGBTQ Nation.
I have plans: overthrow oppressive forces, destroy rape culture, smash cissexism, demolish transphobia, rip apart ableism, fuck up whiteness and racism, stomp on sizeism, knit lace curtains. I’m going to end cissexism. This might take a minute.
The name of my blog refers to the Mattachine Society, a pre-Stonewall group of queer activists.
If you want, you can follow me on Twitter.
If you’re straight, you’re not the intended audience of this blog. If you’re cis, you’re not the intended audience of most of this blog. You’re more than welcome to read and to comment, but know that this is a blog by a queer and for queers. If a post is directed at cis folks or straight folks, I’ll indicate that.
I try to make this blog safe and accessible for all readers, whatever their dis/ability may be and whether or not they are a trauma survivor. Be aware that this blog is a potentially triggering space. In case you missed it, here is my trigger warning policy.
Please know that I am not a Real Famous Person. I don’t have an agent, a manager, or anything like that. I am literally a twenty-year-old college student with a laptop and a (non-smart) cell phone that I can text Twitter from. Every time a mainstream news publication publishes something with my name in it, it confuses me. I’m not very good at the media and the media is not very good at me.