Instagram: @quinnrose07

Website: sydneyrhubbard.com/services/home/

Quinn (they/them) writes poetry and creates art centered around queerness, spirituality, trauma, and much more!

They are a nonbinary lesbian who is passionate about social justice initiatives like trans healthcare, abortion rights, prison abolition, and decolonization — to list a few. Although currently in college at UC Berkeley for a degree in Media Studies and a minor in Creative Writing, Quinn is originally from San Diego.

Currently, they work as a virtual assistant for the company they started, Rose Design. After college, they hope to explore different mediums of storytelling. Quinn is extraordinarily grateful for TransMuted's work, and they’re honored that their work is included in this project!

Post-it Note Name

My middle name is Rose

But if I had any other name

Would the atoms constructing my existence remain the same?

People seem to think 

That I’m losing my true nature

But I’ve been shedding my skin for a while now

Pixels turning monochrome

And my silhouette darkens

Into static syllables

I don’t know how long I’ve been wearing 

A post-it note identifier

Because I don’t think it started out that way

And for others it isn’t like a post-it note

It’s something like blood sifting through their heart

And for others still it's a grave 

Something cold and deep and shadowed 

But for me this post-it note used to be

The ends of my hair and the tips of my eyelashes

It used to be the roots of my teeth and the shadows of my joint sockets

But now it’s a post-it note

That’s been folded in a million places 

With pronouns and nicknames written in the margins

And there are so many times 

When this note unfurls off the tip of my tongue

Quicker than I can say 

“Hello my name is…”

But more recently

I’ve been looking at who I’ll be in fifty years

And I think that person will have this post-it note

Tucked away in their back pocket

So old that it’s lost its stickiness

When I’m fifty years older

People won’t call me what’s on the old post-it note anymore

Because new syllables flow from my lips

I’m saying “Hello I am…”

Your mentor

An author

An artist

A road not yet travelled down

It’s nice to meet you 

My name is─

"I wrote this poem to express my feelings about outgrowing the name I was given at birth. I was, and still am, grappling with how I feel about people using that name compared to chosen names.

The poem's first few lines are inspired by a song called "Rose" by The Oh Hellos. Lyrically, I appreciate how this song engages with the idea of names reflecting a person's essence. In the end, the poem is left open-ended to question how a single name could encompass all of the different parts of myself.

I hope you enjoy it."