STOMPING GROUND

This is McDougall and Minetta Streets in Greenwih Village, a place I hung out in my youth. Friday nights and Saturday were my times to be absorbed in the bohemian vibe. There were shops, restaurants, clubs, bars, and music. 

It's still vibrant and lively I still hang out bere though not as much. I keep getting called back to a place that opened my eyes to a unique part of New York life.

HONORING MOMS

 

MOMS

GENEVIEVE'S GEMS

 

TRAVEL TO TRANSITION

I wrote the poem below in 2010. I was sitting the courtyard of this venerable church, reminiscing the changes that transpired at that point in my life. All of my life experiences contributed to my transition as a transgender woman. Sitting on the bench I exhaled "Wow!"

                                                              VILLAGE STREETS

Back I '68 I carouse on McDougall Street

Crowded and boisterous, young people were living life

Bell bottom jeans and sandals were a stable

T-shirts were a kaleidoscope of red, people, orange, yellow, green, and blue

Look a flood, I was swept away into all the activity

Genders, sexualities, and races were many and varied

It was one happy party

Then I went away.

Life split us apart

I went across the country

While you stayed behind

Waiting for the day I would return.

I didn't return right away

Too many responsibilities

I thought about you many times

But my return would be delayed.

Two score and two years have passed

You have changed and so have I

Your love never wanted

For you knew I would return someday.

5TH OF MAY

 

GOOD NEWS FROM MONTANA

The Montana Supreme Court temporarily blocked a policy that barred transgender people from updating identity documents and allowing access to gender affirming care.

GENEVIEVE'S GEMS