small hopeful donations to a nonprofit aren’t going to be enough to turn this thing around. We really need a revolt. An uprising … Mutual aid isn’t enough, but the lessons of mutual aid can inform the kind of deep revolutionary work that will need to happen.

It’s the ways we create pleasure to both make the work sweeter and more accessible—pleasure as a form of access.

When I see disabled BIPOC femmes asking for something considered a femme luxury, I see both a demand to live with full vibrancy and an acknowledgment that we may not live forever or for long and we want to maximize our time here.

A central way ableism punishes us is saying that all we deserve is functional utility, that we should be desperately grateful for the basics and not ask for more.

When I can do the impairment-related parts of my routine around someone, that’s intimacy, a gift of letting each other into our most private worlds.

By autistic long-form, I mean a (not the) common autistic communication strategy for some of us of, well, taking the long way home to get to where we’re going, conversationally or communicatively. We meander. We are like streams or rivers that wend our way along a course and go our own way doing it. Our communication has its own logic—there are

All of this speaks to a major access factor: a trust in disabled people by disabled people, an openness to a practice of letting people experiment with access tools instead of locking up access and crip tools and doling them out balefully, one at a time.

The ways Cyrée Jarelle Johnson morphs language and poetic forms shines with Black autistic trans creativity, wit, and ache.

What strategies come to us at the slow back end of the march? The place where we leave no one to die?