I live in the basement: the lowest floor of the social systems we have here in America. Above me live the middle-class: not concerned with the trials of the lower class;
the privileged: living in a bubble of supremacy; and the blessed: ignorant of truly fighting for acceptance into humanity. Proud and jubilant footsteps drum upon my
ceiling from the house parties of the heterosexual, the men, those not of color, and even the LGB crowd. You see, I am a transgender woman of color, and my lot in life
has been to continue striving towards access above the basement of this country: to fight not only for myself, but for my sisters trapped with me.

In my thirty-six years of life, I had first learnt about the perceived differences in skin color, notwithstanding our commonality or upbringing. A youth attending middle
school in the rural south, I experienced statements like: 'Nigger, get off my property' (italicized with a shotgun). I empathized with my father when he was refused
well-deserved promotions because he was of color, and my mother (of many talents) who took care of her household with jobs such as housekeeper and home health

Our school cafeterias had an invisible yet distinct line, across which you saw white faces on one side, and all those darker on the other. I first realized there was a floor
above me. As someone who was always feminine, I quickly then learned the demeaning micro- (and outright violent) aggressions against women or femininity in our
male-dominated society. I had begun to hate the parts of me which exuded the power of women: my butt, my lips, my voice, and my lack of body hair. Women all around
me were delegated to the floor below in their homes, at their jobs, and in the public. Women in our history books were often just sidekicks of 'greater' heroes, who all
happened to be male. Even the Christianity I was taught regarded the creation of the female body as a 'compliment to' the man.

When I started transitioning in the year of 1998 and entered my life as a transgender person, the basement door became sealed. I found myself pounding on the door
for employment, searching for the keys to a healthy relationship, and trying to break the windows of public opposition. Time and time again I was teased, or straight out
denied access to the life we all deserve: simple, quiet. It was at that time I started to be educated in HIV/AIDS, from an organization I volunteered at: the New York Peer
AIDS Coalition. I discovered the increased risk I faced in just being me, a transgender woman of color. I started educating my peers in easy ways, through distribution of
condoms and lube to my fellow party-goers and streetwalkers. My path had begun. I remained, however, in the basement.

I literally resided three floors below the tragic site of my infection. Even now I can picture and smell the scene, which encapsulated my lifelong residence of the American
basement. I was staying (unofficially) with a close friend in the south of Miami-Dade county, after losing my apartment and finding myself chronically unemployed.
Getting up one day in November of 2013 from the couch I slept upon,  I went downstairs to the store. Returning to the building, I entered with a handsome young man
who sparked a conversation with me, and then invited me upstairs to continue to talk. I saw no harm in the invitation, especially with the security of the development
vetting his presence. I followed him to the upper floors.

Once entering the door, I immediately knew the situation was not what I could have imagined. The apartment was one which was empty and abandoned, and smelt of
secret parties, urine, and excrement. With his body pressing me against the wall and my body on the floor in quick succession, I could only think of my stay in the
basement. 'I could scream.' 'My friend might be blamed.' 'I might be kicked out, not being on the lease.' 'Who's going to believe me?' 'Just take it, you've been raped
plenty of times before.' When he finished and was in the lethargic state of 'after-sex', I rose my bloodied and hurt body and quickly headed out, with not a word to anyone
about the situation which occurred.

A couple of months went by and I found myself in the hospital from common yet severe symptoms without a source. A few weeks later, I found myself training
counselors for HIV testing due to my years experience working in the field. Using myself as a test subject, I noticed the shockingly reactive test result. I grabbed my
friend and we tested myself again, proceeding to complete an anonymous confirmatory test for the laboratory. I already knew my recent encounter infected me; I knew
my mind trapped in the basement allowed it to happen with no consequence.

It did not matter to my advocacy because people already assumed I was HIV positive because of my dedicated work in preventing HIV/AIDS in our communities for
years. It did matter to my psyche, it mattered to my pride, and it mattered to my future. Most importantly, it mattered to my resolve: to help my sisters get their minds out of
the figurative basement, and to see their worth. The worth of their bodies. The worth of their femininity. The worth of their color. Their worth. My worth.
Landon “LJ” Woolston is an advocate and artist, a youth worker, and a trans-pan-queer Miami native. Through his own personal journey navigating social justice issues, LJ
dedicated himself to using his privilege to interrupt oppression, standing alongside and amplifying the narratives of those who are most marginalized in our communities.  In
addition to his work and social justice advocacy, LJ uses his art and photography as a form of activism — a means of sparking critical dialogue around body and sex positivity,
gender, and race. His images have been shown in a variety of venues, and have also been published in several queer publications and The New Times. LJ sees photography
as a particularly powerful, radical medium for trans/queer folk to explore themselves, and to document their varied paths toward self-discovery, body-love and self-love.
We are submitting a sample of our works from our publication GAZE Magazine for your Trans Art showcase. We are featuring work from Natalia Pabon. Natalia Pabon is a
transgender woman and also activist. She has been instrumental in the growth of our company. Natalia has contributed as creative director, photographer, videographer,
wardrobe stylist, and muah. We are really excited to be able to share with you the contributions which Natalia has made to our publication.

We created a dropbox featuring some samples of works which Natalia was involved with in this link below.
Our complete archive can be seen here http://www.gazemag.co/archive.html

We also have a few video projects that we have done as well.

Jay Tavarez
Editor in Chief
GAZE Magazine
Photographer NATALIA PABON
Author & Public Speaker  DALIAH HUSU
Since coming out as transgender in 2008, I have become a nationally recognized speaker on transgender issues. I have been featured in many National
Public Radio interviews, as well as numerous interviews and profiles in numerous publications. I have given invited talks and readings at many universities
and colleges, including Harvard, Columbia, Princeton , Boston University, George Washington University, the University of Arizona, the University of
Connecticut, the University of San Francisco, Mount Holyoke College, and Smith College. I have also been a featured speaker outside academia, including
delivering keynote talks at the 21st World Congress of LGBT Jews, and the 2015 Asanbe Diversity Symposium at Austin Peay State University. I have spoken
to dozens of Jewish communities around the country, and served as scholar-in-residence at a number of synagogues. I am a member of the Board of Keshet,
a national organization devoted to full inclusion of LGBTQ Jews in the Jewish world.

She comes with academic credentials too which means we could get the attention of University colleagues as well as the community at large.
PS - vetted by Ed Moran and Jessica Briggs - both knowing her work, etc. And she was just nominated for a big award.
Name:  Jamerson Todd Brooks

Address:  501 West Kalmia Drive Lake Park, Florida 33403

E-Mail and Phone Number:   onespeciallgirl@yahoo.com     561-541-7965

My Talent:   Fashion Photography  My website is attached all work on the website was photographed by me.  
You can visit my website here:    Premier Fashion Photography, Florida
Model Photographer

Describe Yourself and Your Journey:  
My journey began in Augusta Georgia I have an identical twin brother and 5 other brothers & sisters.  I went
into the navy soon after high school.  I realized early that I was interested in fashion, modeling and
photography. When I was honorably discharged from the navy I returned to Augusta and opened a modeling
agency.  Also during that time I entered the Mr. North America Pageant as Mr Georgia and was reported on
TV's Entertainment tonight. During this time I also worked and signed models with most of the agencies in
New York, LA, Miami and Europe.  At that time I was convinced by Steve Landis (New York fashion
photographer) and Karen Lee (Model Director of Elite New York) to pursue photography. Agencies, models
and publications have been using my photography ever since. My transition began in Florida. I always knew I
was different and I have found that my professional business contacts do not have a"problem" with my
transition as my talent has not changed.  
The only issues I come across are from judgmental people and those who are misinformed.
Photographer LJ WOOLSTON
Author & Public Speaker JOY LADIN
June 22-26, 2016 | WILTON MANORS Proposed SCHEDULE

- Transart BOOTH at Stonewall PRIDE, June 18-19, as a info Center for Transart programming in Broward.

Wednesday, June 22nd, 6-9pm
- DOCUMENTARIES & DEBATES | PRIDE Center, Upstairs Gallery
Presentation of #TRANSLivesProject, OUT Loud & other documentaries, Q&A with film director(s), stars, etc. - 2040 N Dixie Hwy, Wilton Manors.

Thursday, June 23rd
- MEET THE ARTISTS Reception, 7-9pm | Stonewall Gallery
Music, wine & nibbles - 2157 Wilton Drive, Wilton Manors.

Saturday, June 25th
- BodyART Luncheon:
Discussing health care, pediatric care & re-imagining your body - bringing together trans persons who have excelled artistically &
professionally…Along with media, educational & community leaders.
Sponsored by CareResource

Saturday, June 25th & Sunday 26th
- TRANSART Exhibit | Stonewall Gallery
- 2157 Wilton Drive, Wilton Manors.

Sunday, June 26th, 1-4pm | Stonewall Gallery                                                                                           
- Artists Salon @ Stonewall
- lectures & presentations by Dee Weingarden, Y’senia Almaguer, Aryah Lester, Daliah Husu & Atticus Ranck
- TRANS T-Dance- presented by Holam Antonetti, promoter- location TBD

-TRANS-IDENTIFIED Kids Program, with Dr. Deborah Greyson

- Behind the Scenes of #TRANSLivesProject Docu - a Photo Essay
Documentary  #TRANSLivesProject
Documentary    OUT LOUD
OUT LOUD,  a short documentary film screening that addresses gender identity and going after one’s dreams,
Transgender visibility and stories through the vehicle of narrative art.
UC|CU’s #TRANSLivesProject, a Video Archive of the transgender Community,. first presented at TRANSART in
June 2015 by Unity Coalition|Coalición Unida, it showcases 11 South Florida individuals - presenting in both
English & Español - Speaking about their Life, Hopes, Fears, Family & Future.
I am mtf transgender.
All of my pencil drawings are on 11'x14' bristol paper so they
are all framed.
1.The room is small, dark, and smells of feet. Giant toe jam
encrusted, athlete’s foot burning, haven’t had clean socks in a week,
feet. Breathe through the mouth. No dressers. Clothes strewn
everywhere and mixed up with Ray’s Pizza boxes, plates, shoes and
nail studded Doc Martens. A banged-up alarm clock displays 16:28.
Telltale signs of a joint in progress, an ashtray with burnt papers and
a few cigarette stubs. Need to get that going. Pull the ashtray over
gingerly and sort through the debris. Perched on the lip, a nice fat
roach. No light. Oh, shit! Probably why the roach survived. Get up and
rummage. Can’t tell where Iam. Street too quiet. Sky that blue-gray
mid-winter dreary. Sixteen o’clock and twenty-eight minutes. Dress
and leave, the coward’s way out. Pocket the roach. All right. Black old
man’s thrift store pants. Shit-colored mens 50’s shirt. Skinny tie. Black
overcoat. Fruit boots from 14th street. Don’t wake her. It’ll be excuses
and pleas to stay and have breakfast or something. Morning sex with a
mouth that reeked. Gag. Open the door. Look down the corridor. Lights
on one end.

Sound of laughter and talk. Other end, a door. Creep on bare feet.
Grab knob. Turn, door swings open. Out on the white spotless tile. An
antique table holds a vase of fresh cut f lowers. Inhale. Green scent of
suburban garden. Behind that a large, polished antique mirror. Shut
door quietly. Pass the table. See reflection. Check it out. A bit worse for
wear from the hangover. Handsome boy, is he. Stone Mulligan.2.
Someone’s beside me, shaking my shoulder. I open my eyes. It’s
Pussy. Her face two inches from mine, squinting through her cat lady
glasses. I smell her scent for the first time, a mix of femme pungency
and musk. There are mattresses on a floor occupied by sleeping
bodies in couples, triples, groups.“What are you doing?” She says.
“What happened?” I recoil from her.“Wow, are you okay? Did you take
something?” She sniffs my head. Like a dog. I push her away.“Still
want to party?” I look around, bleary eyed. There were no people left
dancing. I am alone on the couch.“I thought this is the party.”“It’s a
drag. Let’s go to my place.” She pulled me upright. My legs feel
wobbly. “Christ, you’re really trashed.”I have been more trashed than
this. But the mind is working funny. I keep trying to remember
something but it won’t materialize. The single thought—a heavy, cast
iron safe teetering on the edge of a windowsill. Impossibly, it
maintains its balance and won’t fall. The tender place between my
legs is still engorged. I want to kiss her.“Can I kiss you, Pussy Chick?”
I say.“Go ahead. Kiss me.” She says defiantly. I lean toward her, eyes
closed. She giggles. I pucker up and miss. I get her cheek.“Nice try,
Big Dog.”“What?”“If I’m Pussy Chick, you’re Big Dog.” I like this.15

Here is  Tomboy of the Western World. If this link doesn't work go to

and click the fiction tab.
You can also read a draft copy of Big Pink Meat on the same page.
You'll also see selected plays under Theater and my Journalism
selections as well under the Journalism tab

Terence Diamond          (c) 646-238-8531
482 West Broadway, New York, NY 10012  (o) 646-820-9063  
Greg McGoon, wrote first children's fairy tale about a transgender princess www.gregmcgoon.com

This New Kids’ Book Aims To Teach A Powerful Lesson In Self-Acceptance

For his latest, Greg McGoon said he wanted to explore self-worth and anxiety in a playful way.  

Author Greg McGoon is best known in New York theater circles as a performer.  Author Greg McGoon is set to release his third children’s book, Traveling the Twisting Troubling
Tanglelows’ Trail, on Tuesday, and The Huffington Post has an exclusive first look.   The first in a planned series, Traveling the Twisting Troubling Tanglelows’ Trail travels
inside the mind and introduces readers to the Tanglelows, defined as “rascally critters” that can “tangle” your thoughts. McGoon, whose previous books include The Royal Heart
and Out of the Box, uses the “creatures” to explore feelings of self-worth, anxiety and depression in a playful, even whimsical way.    GREG MCGOON The book, which hits
shelves March 15, introduces readers to the “Tanglelows.”  

Published by Pelekinesis, the book is a slight shift from The Royal Heart, which put a modern spin on fairy tales by featuring a prince who transformed into a princess. Having
experience working with children, McGoon said, he “wanted to create something with a sense of playfulness that could resonate with them. A way for children to talk and work
through any troubling thoughts they may have.”    

McGoon sought to explore feelings of self-worth, anxiety and even depression in the book.  The author, who names Dr. Seuss and Shel Silverstein as his inspirations, went on
to note, “When writing this book, I was thinking about what it means to be human. Whether gay, straight or fluid, feelings of doubt and worthlessness can permeate the mind for
a multitude of reasons. Hopefully in reading this book, it may give a person, no matter their background, a bit of insight into their own concerns.”    

“Whether gay, straight or fluid, feelings of doubt and worthlessness can permeate the mind,” says the author. McGoon is best known in New York theatrical circles as a
performer, and he has appeared in the annual “Broadway Bares“ fundraiser for Broadway Cares/Equity Fights AIDS. While his literary pursuits represent a shift from the stage,
McGoon said his experiences as an actor have allowed him “to expand my voice by exploring many others.”   “Theater and performing provided me the confidence to take my
feelings from stage to page,” he said.  
Jewelry Designer ALISON DEMZON
Jee Leong Koh is one of the finalists for poetry award, to be announced June 6

The Fellows will study with their mentors later in June

I personally know one of the Trans fellows, Nahshon Anderson, aka Nahshon Dean Ratcliff..(.I'm trying to grain to settle on one name, but those things are fluid these days.)
He invited me to the PEN awards the other night.

Nahshon Anderson is an Afro-Indian and Latin writer with roots in East Texas where family members served in WW I & II.
A Californian, Nahshon’s family was close to Rodney King. Nahshon attended California State University Los Angeles.
At age 19, Nahshon survived an attempted murder, inspiring short story “Shooting Range,” which won a 2014 BRIO Award
from Bronx Council on Arts. A recipient of grants from the California Arts Council and Robert Rauschenberg Foundation,
Nahshon has studied with writer Andrew X. Pham. A member of SAG-AFTRA, Pen America and a 2015 VONA fellow,
Nahshon is currently writing a memoir.   

NOTE ALSO Chen Chen is being published by BOA Editions

Chen Chen is the author of When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities, winner of the A. Poulin, Jr.
Poetry Prize and forthcoming spring 2017 from BOA Editions, Ltd. His work has previously appeared in two chapbooks
and publications such as Poetry, The Massachusetts Review, Best of the Net, and The Best American Poetry. He holds
an MFA from Syracuse University and is currently a PhD candidate in English and Creative Writing at Texas Tech University.
Visit him at chenchenwrites.com. Donate to Chen Here! - See more at:
The images are currently printed 9"x12" and framed, overall
dimensions are 11"x14"
June 15-19, 2016 | MIAMI & MIAMI BEACH

WEDNESDAY, June 15, 2016
Complimentary Food, Refreshments, DJ, Music, Dancing & the Best DIVA PERFORMERS in South Florida - 1801 Coral Way, 2nd Floor, Miami

THURSDAY, June 16, 2016
(by invitation)
Leaders, Advocates, Media & Educators - Guest Speaker/Author TBD -1440 ocean Drive, Miami Beach.

Evening Reception & Presentation in B Bar, 6-8pm
- Installation of Poetry & Art Exhibit @TheBETSY
– 1440 Ocean Drive, Miami Beach.
- TRANSonFILM – Cinematography & documenting your story
#TRANSLives Project2016 documentary - Q&A with featured individuals & filmmaker

FRIDAY, June 17, 2016
- LJ WOOLSTON Photography Exhibit @LGBT Visitors Center
Artists reception, 6-8pm
, 1130 Washington Avenue, Miami Beach

SATURDAY, June 18, 2016
- Reading Queer
– Writing, poetry and how to express yourself
- Finding your inner artist – Artist workshop with LJ Woolston

SUNDAY, June 19, 2016
DAY OF FAITH @ Miami Beach Community Church
-    Sunday Service
- A Special Invitation to our TRANSGENDER Community - ALL ARE WELCOME! 10:30 am, 1620 Drexel Ave, Miami Beach
-    Gender Fluidity & Faith Community Workshop – Bringing together Faith Leaders to discuss how Society, Politics & Media have expanded
and shaped our perspective of Transgender issues, and how faith centers are adjusting and responding.  
1:00 pm - HICE HALL, on church campus (light lunch provided)
Landon “LJ” Woolston is an advocate and artist, a youth worker, and
a trans-pan-queer Miami native. LJ uses his art and photography as
a form of activism — a means of sparking critical dialogue around
body and sex positivity, gender, and race. His images have been
shown in a variety of venues, and have also been published in
several queer publications and The New Times. LJ sees
photography as a particularly powerful, radical medium for
trans/queer folk to explore themselves, and to document their
varied paths toward self-discovery, body-love and self-love.
Photographer & Artist  LUKKAS WOLF