Hello! :D :waves:

"You are a storehouse of stories and experiences, which you translate gorgeously into the prose of your stories and poems; you don't only experience emotion, you make friends with it, and enliven it in your work..." -My best friend Kat said that- I think it's the best compliment I've ever gotten.

Real name: Emma

Gender: female

Age: 18

Location: UC Riverside (school)/LA suberbs (home)

AIM: elphabareborn

YIM: emthejedichic

LJ: emthejedichic

Myspace: /emmastecheson

Check out my fanfiction! I'm on Fanfiction.net under the same s/n.

I mostly write poetry, although the occasional short story will pop out every now and then. Occasionally I blog- these can be found on my Myspace and LJ. I'm also working sporadically on two (maybe three?) novels- a sci-fi, economic-inspired lesbian romance, and a historical fiction novel about the pirate Anne Bonny. These novels will not be posted here because I'm hoping to get them published one day.

I might be adding more to Poems for an Ex. I've written, several more poems and will be adding them one-by-one if I become convinced they're not crap.

I don't usually go for those cut 'n' paste into your profile things... I find they just clutter things up. But I'm more than happy to make an exception for this one. Please take a moment of your time to read- I hope you'll find it thought-provoking.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia and transphobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

Anyway... go read my stuff, yeah? And please review! It doesn't have to be detailed in any way- just a couple words telling me what your impressions were would be fine. :)