Thank you to everyone for all of your kind words. I am so grateful to you for reading. Bianca was a beautiful person, and I am glad that more people can know her name <3
Coming up in early 80s Philly, when black trans women still ruled the night, I knew a spectacularly beautiful, spectacularly tall woman named Bianca. Her skin glowed iridescent as she flashed from bar to car. As I got older, she, along with all the other beauties stopped coming to 13th street. I always wondered what happened to her, then as I got older, she faded from my thoughts. This gorgeously haunting story brought her back to life for me. I speak your name. Bianca.
Thank you to everyone for all of your kind words. I am so grateful to you for reading. Bianca was a beautiful person, and I am glad that more people can know her name <3
Coming up in early 80s Philly, when black trans women still ruled the night, I knew a spectacularly beautiful, spectacularly tall woman named Bianca. Her skin glowed iridescent as she flashed from bar to car. As I got older, she, along with all the other beauties stopped coming to 13th street. I always wondered what happened to her, then as I got older, she faded from my thoughts. This gorgeously haunting story brought her back to life for me. I speak your name. Bianca.
LOVED this piece, powerful, tender and real. Write that book!
This is so madly beautiful and raw and truthful. I am sorry for your loss.
This is just beautiful.
Damn - loved every word. May you hug so hard your diaphragm might collapse again soon.
I have no doubt Bianca knew you cared and loved her. You were a "sister."
Fuck. So beautiful.
Beautiful. I’m sorry.
vivid and poignant...
Thank you for this.