issa rent party

Imagine this

It’s twenty years after the turn of the century. Puritanism is at an all time high, facism is at our front doors, we spend our days working hard and our nights sweating. if there weren’t a deadly pandemic, we’d get together and party: you’d pay a little door fee, and i’d have rent for one more month. well, consider this your door fee. if you’re looking for a place to drop some funds to support a disabled black trans queer educator/writer, here’s the spot.