Hi, I'm gay. And weird.

The queer lunatic, raging lesbian transsexual transwoman, unemployed artist, mom, some kind of anarchist, some kind of Muslim. Gender and race traitor.
Mechanic by trade, social worker by day, fanatic by night.

"She rides her bike through the arid wasteland, a typewriter wrapped into a prayer rug strapped onto the rack."

I'm a fucking snarky grownup, don't make me come at you.