Jetta Rae DoubleCakes

Every now and then a “Mommy” would escape her lips and I would wipe it from my face, like mud or mosquitos on an otherwise idyllic summer’s drive.

We deserve to be safe. We deserve to live—even at the cost of your flawed, incomplete grasp of lesbian identity.

News that televangelist Angley forced congregants to have abortions shocked the nation. But his actions don't exist in a vacuum.

The cycle of un-addressed intimate partner violence in MMA continues for War Machine, now recovering from a suicide attempt.

Jane Lynch, Aubrey Plaza, Rosario Dawson, Laverne Cox . . . we're looking at you.

The apron was a birthday gift—to both of us, really. She was the first woman to ever call me 'Mommy.'

When you openly deride poor/sick/incarcerated people who have access to nutritious and delicious food, you set us all up for failure.

As a trans woman, I dress for solidarity. I dress to be identified. And now, I have received my "dress blues."

A tale as old as rhyme: boy meets girl, gets his feelings hurt, and spreads her personal information on the internet. Here's my take on Zoe Quinn.

Nail polish and straws put rape prevention squarely on the shoulders of women, a responsbility we've always borne.