Read as part of CBR17 bingo: TBR The trans experience is messy. It’s muddled. It has no straight (heh) line. There is little synthesis of other persons trans experiences. To paraphrase a famous saying about autistic folk: if you’ve met one person that’s trans, that means you’ve encountered only one trans experience. And I think that’s what Hazel Jane Plante is going for with this one. A beautiful, painful capturing of a friendship that meant more, it’s a reminder that trans people tell these stories […]