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Carl Charles is a trans attorney working in New York City. He is passionate about supporting the lives of LGBTQ people, especially those most marginalized by institutionalized racism, sexism, and xenophobia. He is a former Skadden Fellow with the ACLU LGBT and HIV Project where his work focused on trans youth impacted by the criminal justice system. Find him and his dog on Instagram and Twitter @oh_rarl.

Recent Posts

Nov 20, 2017

I’m not a big fan of Trans Day of Remembrance.

It’s a hard day for me and many other trans people. Marking a day to “remember those we’ve lost” feels like a misnomer. Most of us never forget the violence and abuse that our community members have experienced—largely because it is happening, right now. How can we “remember” something that is currently happening to us? How can we “remember” something that isn’t in the past?

We don’t need to “remember” anything; it’s sitting with us every day.

Nov 07, 2017

I was 14 years old the first time I held a gun.

My parents had recently divulged that they owned not one, but two, 9 mm semi-automatic handguns. The thought of guns in my house was scary, even if they were kept in small lock boxes, stashed far in the back of my parent’s closet. It occurred to me that even if you have a gun, anyone could find it or take it from you and use it.  

Perhaps for that reason, my parents insisted on enrolling me in a “gun safety class.”

Jul 28, 2017

As a child, I was desperate to have a cast. At some point in elementary school, my classmates started showing up with brightly colored arms and legs, casted to protect their quietly healing broken bones. 

Apr 16, 2017

Growing up in an evangelical Christian home, my family was invested in maintaining certain Judeo-Christian holiday traditions. Easter Sunday was no exception; it was a day rooted in chocolate pastels, family dinner, and most notably for me: new accessories.

Mar 30, 2017

As my boyfriend Chris and I were walking down the stairs to the subway train platform to head to Sunday morning service at Riverside Church, I spotted it. That unmistakable fire engine red, poorly designed, ill-fitting cap that has become an emblem for all things sexist, racist, xenophobic, and anti-Muslim. We were still a ways away from the young white man wearing it, but as we got closer, “Make America Great Again,” taunted me on this otherwise pleasant morning.

Feb 22, 2017

Editor's Note: Today, the U.S. Departments of Education and Justice made it clear that they will not uphold guidelines designed to help schools support transgender students. Our faith tells us trans students deserve to be treated with dignity and respect—this includes the ability to use bathrooms and locker rooms that correspond with who they are.

I was not always out as trans, but I was always uncomfortable in school bathrooms. 

Dec 23, 2015

Thanksgiving 2011 was the first time my mother met her eldest son.

Dec 10, 2015

When I was 15, my parents took me to the basement of a church in my western hometown for “therapy.”

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