Throw a Brick for Me — I’m Worth More than a Window

If transphobia kills me, as it kills too many of my trans siblings, I want my friends to write my name on a brick and throw it through a window. I’ll leave it up to them as to which window they throw it through, but suspect it’ll be a political office or church window.

And right now, someone, somewhere, is reading this. And maybe that person is pissed. I’m advocating for the destruction of property.

If I die from transphobia, and my friends actually throw the brick, I’ll bet…