TICN Zine & Artist Guide - Dec 21 / Jan 22

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DREAMERS Zine & Artist Guide dec '21 / jan '22

TICN a project BY / FOR Trans, Queer, Disabled, & BIPOC Tulsans

The Tulsa Intersectional Care Network (TICN) is a project led BY Trans, Queer, Disabled, and BIPOC Tulsans FOR Trans, Queer, Disabled, and BIPOC Tulsans, implementing mutual aid and community care practices for our shared empowerment.

WHY did we start this project?

Because people in Tulsa who hold multiple, intersecting, vulnerable identities experience a different kind of marginalization than those with more privilege. This project aims to provide an additional layer of safety net for multiply-marginalized folks by building relationships and a collective framework which will allow our community to weather the storms of antitrans, anti-immigrant, anti-Black, anti-Indigenous, and anti-disabled legislation and its related funding.

In short, all we have is each other. By taking care of each other, we aim to ensure that we're going to be alright.

Our values include:

This is BY us, FOR us mutual aid We strive to protect each other's Privacy We respect each other's Autonomy We strive to practice Radical Inclusion by organizing from the margins out While we are leftist and progressive and Indigenous Anarchist-leaning, we are Non-partisan Harm Reduction is in the fabric of all we do We are fundamentally anti-carceral in all its forms and completely proPrison Abolition, including a commitment not to call the police We strive to practice Anti-Capitalist, Decolonized standards of productivity and community care We strive for personal and communal and inter-personal accountability

DREAMERS Contents When The Ghettos Had A Voice / Christopher Alexander The Revolution Was Never Televised / Christopher Alexander Black Experiences Matter / Kenneth 'K.Roc' Brant Are You Happy? / Kenneth 'K.Roc' Brant Waking Up / Ra Vashtar Spectrum Critters: The Social Model of Disability / Ra Vishtar No One Ever Told Me / Steven Leigh Williams Everything's Gonna End / The Delinquents Icarus / M. Styve Growing Pains / Dykota Williamson Aftersome [With "Anansi" and "Thought Bubble" doodles] / Mia Wright Gill Scott Reprise, 2021 [With "One Exposure Dollar" doodle] / Mia Wright Every Season Holiday Guide Who are we? Who is TICN for? What We Did in 2021 How to Support & Join

When the Ghettos had a Voice By Christopher Alexander

I heard the ghettos talk once: ‘Bring me your weary, your broken spirits, your misfits and disabled, so they may be forgotten in the shadows of my corners.’ I heard the ghettos talk once: ‘The eyesores of a city must be confined in my bosom and malnourished into extinction, exploited by the American Dream.’ I heard the ghettos talk once: ‘Penalize them for their poverty — from groceries to living space, punish the penniless for existing. Break the mind but spare the body.’ I heard the ghetto scoff once. Whenever the talk’s done, cops come bullets whiz bodies drop hot potato then they move the ghetto ‘round.

The Revolution was Never Televised By Christopher Alexander The revolution was not televised — it was shared on Facebook Live Billions and billions of times Knees to necks guns to heads Kill a skin Collect a check. The revolution was not televised — It was hushed with festivals and conspiracy, Proximity to paleness Do the right things heroin and freebase pipe-dreams Protesting and rioting to a deaf chorus. The revolution was not televised — it was sung in the pulpits Wade in the water til it’s troubled, children. The water has been poisoned beyond trouble, children. The revolution was not televised — it was swindled from sight with a bullet hole in every Fred Hampton, Malcolm X, and Martin Luther. The revolution was not televised — It was fetishized. Worn by white faces to dismantle the significance Black culture is more digestible than black people. The revolution was not televised. It was sang into the void. ‘We will not be moved’ was my lullaby and hymn. The revolution was not televised — It was shared on Facebook Live billions and billions and billions of times.

Black Experiences Matter By Kenneth 'K.Roc' Brant Black [___] Matter Though the usual talking points are huge & very important, our Black lives are more nuanced than the surface level issues. Throughout most of our lives, we miss out on experiences that most ppl are privileged enough to have at some point. These experiences are usually 'gate-kept' behind education; lack of exposure; inaccessibility due to location; capitalism; culture; religion and a host of factors that make up the ever so illusive term to most wh!te folks, systematic oppression. *** Black Kink Matters Black Comics Matters Black Boating Matters Black Snowboarding Matters Black Ice Skating Matters Black Bungee Jumping Matters Black Scuba Diving Matters Black Skydiving Matters Black Auto Racing Matters Black Rollerblading Matters Black LARP Matters Black Video Gaming Matters Black Cosplaying Matters Black Camping Matters Black Flying Matters Black Astronauts Matters Black Science Matters Black Therapy Matters Black Engineering Matters Black Technology Matters Black Traveling Matters Black Mountain Climbing Matters Black Gun Ownership Matters Black Gardening Matters Black Yoga Matters Black Brewing Matters Black Spirituality Matters *** ︎​︎​︎ Black Experiences Matter

Are You Happy? By Kenneth 'K.Roc' Brant My happiness is something to be envied & robbed. My anger is something to be feared & avoided. My sadness is to be mocked & preyed upon. My education is priceless. My success & my confidence is a threat. My safe space is in being content, being humble; Being grateful at whatever joys life gives me, knowing they won't last long. To be a Black man in America is a constant waking reminder to toe the line. If not your freedom or life may be at stake. Whether it's the system or even your own people, the vultures are always stalking. No matter what path you embark on, nor what personality you don, there will always be the question: "Why you talking like that?" "Why you dressing like that?" "Who you f**king?" "How much money you got?" "How many hoes you got?" "How many kids you got?"; "What kind of whip you got?" "What school did you go to?" "Who do you hang with?" "You got a record?" "What hood are you from?" "You got a job?" "Can you (rap, dance, play ball)?" "What set you reppin'?" "You know where I can buy weed?" "Can I touch your hair?" "You know what they about Black men, right?" "Did you have a dad growing up?" "You know how to fight, right?" But never, "Are you happy?"

Waking Up By Ra Vashtar My name is Ra Vashtar and I'm an artist in the Tulsa area and the adult sponsor for the youth art club at OKEQ. I am transgender, genderqueer, gay, autistic, and have fibromyalgia/sleep issues that cause me to be disabled. I made a mixed media art piece called "Waking Up" that I'd like to submit for your zine!

Thank you so much for what you do!

Spectrum Critters: The Social Model of Disability



By Ra Vashtar



a comic about the social model of disability: www.artsaflame.com/blog/socialmodel





No One Ever Told Me By Steven Leigh Williams No one ever told me that Love could feel like Anger, that heart and guts could churn and burn with indignance at the indignity of the [pain/oppression/death/grief/despair/destruction] of my Beloved(s)* (*near or far, intimate or universal) and that this is a fierce and noble kind of Love. Nor was I informed that my roiling blood and knotted jaw could signal a Love so deep that it cannot abide other Beloveds perpetrating these indignities, having forgotten their/my/your/our humanity, having loved power and protection more than community and care. Love, I’ve found, can feel like Hunger, like searing Thirst for the Justice that should roll down like water, but the ever-flowing stream is dam(m/n)ed by greed and fear and avarice and all that mutes/defies/rebukes but never destroys Love. When Love feels like Anger it is Fuel for more Love (not the kind that’s but the kind that’s that makes you

warm and fuzzy hot and prickly, restless and itchy and in need of moving, the kind that breeds Action, births movements, screams in the streets, cries in Beloved(s)’s arms; the kind that tastes like salt and earth feels like fire and swelling seas looks like bodies moving so closely and synchronously that there is no me only we only all only One. sounds like an ancient Voice calling us back to Wholeness.

Everything's Gonna End By Nathan B / The Delinquents The piece is a guess a song about me losing my minecraft hardcore world and ended up turning into like a cope/sad song about stuff gonna end. --Nathan B https://soundcloud.com/blue7723

listen to the song at:

https://soundcloud.com /the_delinquents/everyt hings-gonna-end

Everything's Gonna End Everything that ever begin to begin And if I had to say one thing my friend It'd be goodbye Nothing last forever Nothing's here to stand By the test of time Covered by desert sand Soon enough from where it all began It will stop And you'll drop Don't try to emancipate You're not the only one that Mother nature hates Like a poisonousness frog Who cannot even hug Imagine not being able to touch even a lightning bug Imagine not being able to touch even a lightning bug Everything's Gonna End Everything that ever begin to begin And if I had to say one thing my friend It'd be goodbye Nothing last forever Nothing's here to stand By the test of time Being covered by desert sand Nothing's here or made to stand IDK music I guess

Icarus By M. Styve

Growing Pains By Dykota Williamson Hey! My name is Dykota Williamson, and I’m a 16 year old lesbian musician. This is my original song, Growing Pains. It’s about the impatience that comes with dreaming about the future. When I look up to multiple adults, I find myself wishing I were an adult as well, so I can do exactly what they do now. The bridge is more hopeful, and it talks about realizing that I can still accomplish my dreams now. Warm regards, Dykota Williamson She/her

I look in the mirror And she doesn't look like me Always copying mannerisms So maybe I'd fit into myself All I want is to know myself Like she does Oh all I want is to be happy Without worrying about a fall Oh the growing pains are real It aches in between my bones I dream of the days When I'll have the world she does But right now I have growing pains

listen to the song at:

https://bit.ly/ growingpains DW

I'm always looking up to her Wishing my mind worked the same All the high notes that I can't reach But she can touch the moon I've come to realize That I don't have to wait I've come to realize It's all the same I can strum my guitar in front of a room I don't haveto be 18 I can shout out my words and see the change I don't have to be 23 I can see now That my dreams are here with me I can feel now That my dreams are here with me

Aftersome By Mia Wright lee called me grace because i was clumsy. i still am. i’ve stumbled through consciousness since the strange explosion that handed it to me. “here kid,” it said. they said. i am gold and green — the color of fools. i’ve apologized profusely for every accidental success. ducked and wandered, drank coffee, ate lonely, cried cement, died in my sleep. i’ve built sand castles of mistakes, made beds i didn’t sleep in, lost sleep, forgot sleep, drowned and treaded water through sleep. and now i am here. a red blip on my own map. in love and learning how to swim.

Gill Scott Reprise 2021 By Mia Wright A rat done bit my sister Nelle While yte’s on the moon Her face and arms began to swell And yte’s on the moon I pray and pray for Section 8 While Musk considers Mars Say God, secure the pearly gates ‘Fore yte steals the stars! He’ll put ‘em in a museum Next to nigger teeth and skin Folks travel far and wide to see While my roof is caving in Depression took my sister Rae And Mama’s kidney failed My brother can’t afford to eat So he keeps goin’ back to jail I always gotta watch my back While yte’s on the beat His pistol crack, I drop like sack And bleed out at his feet COVID took my sister Nelle While yte hops a plane To soak in Caribbean sun And fetishize Black pain The world hashtags my nigger face And yte’s through the roof The murdering pig gets paid time off, While courts ignore the proof A rat done bit my sister Nelle While yte’s on the moon His heart remains an empty shell; My funeral’s at noon. Pity the moon. Woe to the moon. Farewell the moon. Goodnight, moon. Not even yte survives yte.

EVERY SEASON HOLIDAY GUIDE a brief roundup of local marginalized and intersectional artists & vendors we encourage you to support with your actual dollars this (and every!) season, and our top picks of the products & art they offer

1. Trial and Error Art www.TrialAndError.Art

"I created Trial and Error because I believe that compelling, challenging, beautiful, joyful works of art can and should be accessible to anyone and everyone. From one of a kind abstract paintings and drawings to limited edition fashion accessories to politically irreverent prints and stickers, these works are designed and produced on a human scale for every day art lovers." - Naima Lowe

With All My Love (Five Color FTP Print Cashmere Scarf) $97

Abortion is Healthcare T-Shirt $31

2. Commie With Bleach www.etsy.com/shop/Commiewithbleach

Christopher Columbus Slaughtered Millions Bleached Punk Shirt $10.50+

3. Tiny Things By Bowen https://tinythingsbybowen.com/shop

Polymer Clay & Teaching Artist.

Luna Moth Bolo $60

Tansy Beetle Magnet $42

4. K3 Media Artist Group FB: k3mag IG: @k3mag Youtube.com/K3MediaArtistGroup

Alexander 5. Christopher Photography Prints

Email Chris at c.alexa93@gmail.com

Christopher Alexander has Oklahoma photography prints for sale, $30 for a high quality print, up to 8x10.

6. Teal Trike Art & Sundry Text Mia at 918-605-9992 or email tealtrikenonsense@gmail.com

Mia Wright is the artist behind Teal Trike Art & Sundry. They do Poetry commissions, handmade poetry broadsides, upcycled jewelry and fashion.

Nerdy Mermaid $10

Reminder $10

7. Ori Tala Creates


Creative. Curator. Tarot Reader. Reiki Practitionier.

Marsha P Johnson Sticker $2

The Lovers, Astral Reflections Tarot Print $25

8. Sun People Yoga


We are a POC owned and operated virtual yoga studio that is grounded in decolonizing yoga by creating spaced for us and by us Gift yourself an unlimited monthly pass at only $25 per month and head to SunPeopleYoga.com - POC Lead - All Virtual - Consistent Weekly Schedule - All Levels Welcomed Happy Holidays



Mia Wright (they/she) is a queer non-binary disabled Black artist and spiritual worker. A Tulsa native, they center their work with TICN on decolonized community building efforts. Mutual aid is a vital resource to Wright, who has survived over two decades as a single parent and member of the working poor by engaging in mutual aid and communal practice. And hexing people when necessary.

Kasey Rhone Smith (just Kasey works for me). She/Her or They/Them, whatever floats your boat Bi Black Femme. Our Lady of Fuck Around and Find Out. Here to try to help others make connections and/or build relationships. Everyone has a calling and mine for the now is building relationships and networking. My role is a support person, I'm not always great at it but I'm always trying to be better. Mutual aid for me is natural and a joy. I always feel like individuals and communities thrive when we take care of each other and see that everyone's needs are met. Every community member is valued, because through mutual aid, everyone's gifts, talents, skills and resources can be shared with others in ways that improve everyone's lives. I am richer for having been welcomed into this space with such wonderful community members and look forward to serving others and sharing what I have with everyone.



Ken 'K.Roc' Brant, he/him/they, Black, Disabled Veteran, Mutual/Communal Aid Activist, Gender Nonconforming, Sex Positive, Queer(ish), Blerd who hates labels and think they're a colonialist tool. WHY DID YOU JOIN TICN?: Because I believe that most orgs and movements don't approach intersectional issues from a "Margins ‐> Out" perspective like TICN does. I never felt like I was subscribing to a group or click, but rather working side by side with folx who just want their community to be better. My time attending TICN events has exposed me to so many "truths" of what the most marginalized folx deal with in our community; from looking at Feminism outside of a White lens, to POC Trans issues in the 2SLGBTQIA+ Community, to further understanding disability justice. WHAT DOES 'MUTUAL AID' MEAN TO YOU?: It means looking after every member of your community. It means uplifting and respecting the most marginalized folx of your community. It means meeting people where they are at while also challenging healthiness. It means getting back in touch with our ancestral and indigenous roots, living life how our people always have. It means being a leader, holding true to your principles even when no one is watching. It means treating everyone with the respect and dignity they deserve. It means pouring from your cup into a bowl. It means being your siblings keeper. It means we're all eating, all living, all resting, all fighting for a better community.



"Hi, I'm Fernande "Fern" Galindo, they/them or he/him. I'm a Non-binary, Transmasculine, Chicano & Indigenous to North America, mentally ill & living with chronic pain, Neurodivergent, pro-heaux, abolitionist & Indigenous Anarchist, parent /caregiver of 3 humans and 2 furry pets. I co-founded TICN (the name which our brilliant co-founder Mia came up with) with the aim to see our BIPOC Trans community feel supported. In the process, I often organize based on the needs of the queer, Trans, and BIPOC I've been connected to. This meant coming up with the Meal Train to support our folks when they had a need. It meant hosting Brunch & Dreams. It meant coordinating cashapp donations and sending them to the members who had financial needs. It meant connecting community members with shared experiences to each other so that they feel less alone in their struggles. It has meant providing vision and direction and labor to see our people taken care of. Mutual aid is something our Black and Indigenous communities have been doing for centuries before the phrase began trending during the pandemic. Nobody knows mutual aid or does mutual aid better than BIPOC communities. It has been the way our queer, disabled, Black & Brown people have sustained themselves when the system and the establishment both failed us and harmed us. In Leftist circles people talk a lot about burning things down, but not a lot about what we plan to replace our oppressive systems with. I believe mutual aid is the answer to building the society we need and deserve."


TICN FOR? Transgender Gender non-conforming Queer / LGBTQIA+ Black Brown Latinx/Latine/Hispanic Indigenous Other People of Color Disabled Mentally Ill Chronically Ill & Immunodeficient Neurodivergent Veterans Sex Workers People impacted by the carceral state People without citizenship status Artists Caregivers & Parents Impoverished Undereducated Children & Youth Houseless / Nomadic Liberatory-minded



IN 2021

Our events and gatherings this year have included: 5 Brunch N Dreams 6+ Alphabet Mafia Riders bike rides 4 Meal Train weeks a No Cops At Pride Pool Party a Community Work Day a Fuck Colonizers Foodsgiving a Trans Day of Remembrance gathering Collaboration-finding Meetings with groups like the ARPA Coalition, BIPOC Equality Caolition, UNR Indian Territory, St Louis Mutual Aid Network, Cooperation Tulsa, and Redbud Aid Group Many relationship-sustaining group check-ins over zoom We have shared resources (including cash, groceries, home good supplies, pet supplies, and clothes), and we have shared labor (including changing a car's oil, painting a living room, mowing a lawn, cleaning a house, providing childcare, etc.) and we have exchanged ideas and dreams


SUPPORT & JOIN 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7.

Follow us on social media: linktr.ee/ticn Come to our events Help us with the Meal Train Donate to our cashapp: cash.app/$TulsaICNetwork Join our Discord Server: discord.gg/FYqCaPT6yZ Get to know our members Understand Mutual aid is about receiving as well as giving; it's about solidarity, not charity.