1

My name has been forgotten, but I was around twenty-two years old, and
a transgender woman living in Surco [SOOR-co], Peru [Per-ROO]. On the
night of November 26th, 2004, four people dropped me from a car, then
set my body on fire.

2

My name was Luana, and I was a Brazilian-born sex worker living in
Migliarino [meel-yah-REE-no], Italy. I was shot in the back of the
head by my killer on December 3rd.

3

I'm Penny Port, from Sheffield, England. Prior to my transition, I
worked as a construction worker, then as a part time boxing coach.  On
December 19th, I was found lying in a pool of blood after multiple
stab wounds, and died shortly after being taken to the hospital.

4

My name was C. Hernandez [air-NON-des].  On December 20th, in Mendoza,
Argentina, I was stabbed multiple times, including two deep cuts to my
throat. When my body was found, blood was spattered around the
kitchen, a patio, and a garage. I was found face-down in the
patio. Neighbors heard me shouting for help and called police, but
they did not arrive in time to save me.  My alleged killer, Pablo
Corvalan [PAW-blo cor-vah-LAWN], took his own life rather than face
jail.

5

I'm Robert Binenfeld, and I practiced medicine for 26 years.  On the
21st of December, Jason Bardsley showed up at my home in Monroe, New
York.  Bardsley has pled guilty to strangling me, citing a
"transgender panic"-style defense, and was given only 20 years in
prison.

6

My name was Felicia Moreno [fell-LEECE-ee-ah mor-AY-no], and I was
from Hollywood, California. On December 26th, an active-duty
U.S. Marine lance corporal named Patrick Edward Vallor, shot me
several times.  Vallor, a military policeman stationed out of
Twenty-Nine Palms, California, was shot and killed after a standoff
with police. I was a 25 years old.

7

My name was Ryan Shey Hoskie, and I was a sex worker in Albuquerque,
New Mexico.  On the morning of December 27th, my partially-undressed
body was discovered in an alley.  I had suffered upper body trauma
that led to my death.

8

My name has also been lost.  I was 32 years old, and from Parana
[par-rah-NAH], Argentina. I was shot to death around 2:00 a.m. on
January 12th, 2005.  Some have questioned if my murder was committed
by local police officers.

9

I was Ronnie Paris, and I was only three years old.  I lived in Tampa,
Florida. My father did not want to "raise a sissy", and didn't see me
as being very masculine. I died on January 28th 2005, from swelling on
both sides of the brain caused by my dad: he slapped my head numerous
times until I went into a coma.

10

I'm Karlien Carstens, and I ran a small tuck stop out of my home in
Okahandja [oh-ka-HOND-jah], Namibia [nah-MEEB-bee-ya]. When my brother
found my body on February 16th, I was tied up with cords cut off of my
electrical appliances, with one cord tied tightly around my neck.  I
was strangled with some force.
 
11

My name is also forgotten, and I was living in Neuquen [nay-oo-KEN],
Argentina. on February 22nd, police were called to my apartment by
neighbors reporting shouting, and the police found me inside.  I had
struggled with my murderer. I was beaten to death.

12

My name was Michelle Lee, a 42 year old from Daly City, California.
On March 1st, a phone repairman found my body near a hillside just a
short distance from my home. I was stabbed to death.

13

I was Phool Chand Yadav [PHOOL SHAWND YAW-doff], from Lucknow,
India. I was was living as a male, and was part of a drama company. On
March 17th, I took a walk with two other guys. Once these men
discovered that I was biologically female, by removing a false mustache
I wore, and forcing me to disrobe, I was raped and murdered.  After
killing me, my killers replaced the false mustache.

14

I'm Myl'ne [mee-LEN], a 38 year old transsexual born in Ecuador,
and living in France.  On March 26th, my body was discovered in a room
in a hotel near the center of Marseilles [mar-SAY].  My throat was cut
-- as were my genitals.

15

My name was Alejandra Galicio [ah-lay-HAWN-dra gah-LEECE-ee-o], and I
was an active member of the Center of Action in Civil AIDS and Rights
in Bahia Blanca [vah-HEE-ah BLAWNK-kaw], Argentina. When I was
initially discovered by police on April 12th, I was semiconscious and
blood-spattered. I suffered a severe cerebral hematoma, ocular
inflammation, and other trauma to my face. I died in intensive care.
  
16

My name was Ashley Nickson, and I was a 30 year old transwoman from
Dothan, Alabama. Folks knew me as a nice person, no troublemaker, and
someone who was very open about my life. Steven Antonio Kyles, a 19
year old, got into an argument me, then left and returned with a
gun. He shot me to death and wounded a male friend who was sitting
next to me.

17

I'm Amancio Corrales [ah-MAWN-cee-o cor-RALL-ess], but I also went by
Delilah [deh-LEE-lah].  I was living in Yuma, Arizona, but I often did
drag shows over in Phoenix, Arizona. On the night of May 5th, I hit
some of the local bars in Yuma. My body was discovered the next day,
submerged in shallow water about 500 feet west of Paradise Cove.
Police have not given many additional details, only listing my death
as having been caused by "violent trauma."  Rumors in the local
community have said that I was brutally beaten to death, possibly even
mutilated. I was 23 years old.

18

My name was Noleen Jansen, and I was 18 years old, and intersexed,
living in Namibia. On May 6th I was stoned to death, allegedly by a 17
year old, near the Luederitz soccer stadium.  There was also evidence
of a rape or attempted rape.

19

I was Julio Argueta [HOO-lee-o ar-GET-tah]. I moved to the United
States from El Salvador, so I could live life as a woman. To make ends
meet, I delivered a local newspaper by night and sold clothing out of
my home in Miami, Florida during the day. On May 16th, I was stabbed
12 times. When rescue workers arrived, they found me in a pool of
blood begging for help. I died at the hospital nearly an hour later.

20

I'm Timothy Blair, Jr., and I was a 19 year old crossdresser living in
Louisville, Kentucky. I was shot multiple times on May 22nd, possibly
by someone I met in an Internet chat room.

21

I was Marisa, and I was a 55 year old transsexual living in a large
house in Argentina. I underwent sexual reassignment surgery more than
three decades ago.  On May 28th, I was stabbed 15 times, with two
different knives, and was discovered laying across a blood-soaked
mattress.

22

I'm Kasha Blue, though some of my friends also knew me as Sydney. I
was a hairstylist who lived my life as a woman and spent years working
at a salon. On June 18th, just after work, Michael Major stabbed me in
the chest.  After he stabbed me, Major said, "I got faggot blood on
me" and ran down an alley.

23

My name was Irene. I was a 44 year old transsexual, originally from
Thailand, but living in Amsterdam, The Netherlands.  My body was
discovered in July at my home, where I had been stabbed several times
and bled to death. A 20-year-old man has admitted to my killing.

24

My name was Lisa D., and I was a 42-year-old woman from
Dorchester. Massachusetts. I was shot to death on September 17th, and
my body was found near a local Stop n Shop.

25

I'm Christina Smith, 20 years old from New Orleans.  That is, I was
from New Orleans, but I had to evacuate because of Hurricane Katrina,
and ended up in Houston, Texas. On October 12th, I was found slumped
against a gate at the apartment complex I moved into, with a bullet in
the back of my head.

26

My name was Kaaseem Adalla Juanda [Yah-SHEEM Ah-DAH-lah Yoo-AHN-dah],
and I was a 60 year old, post-operative transsexual woman living in
Kansas City, Kansas. On October 17, 2005, police discovered my body
near a rest stop on Interstate 29 outside of Glenwood, Iowa.  I was
shot to death, and the gun was found near my body.  Because of this,
police initially believed I committed suicide.  They now think I was
murdered.

27

My name is also unknown, but I was Chinese or East Malaysian, and
living in Kuala Lumpur.  On the 11th of November, my body was found
head-first in a garbage bin, wearing a dark T-shirt, white shorts and
padded bra. Police revealed that there was a single slash wound on the
neck and numerous bruises on my body.

28

My name was Donathyn J. Rodgers, and I identified as a male to female
transsexual. I was also a sex worker, and was working near Max Hayes
High in the early morning hours of November 15th, 2005. Two men
approached me, and one of them shot me in the head.  I tried to run,
but they shot me six more times.

29

My name is Rani.  I was a young hijra from north Calcutta.  I was
estranged from my family and usually slept on the pavement.  On
November 20, 2005, my killers found me asleep, dropped a heavy stone
on my head, and left me to die. I died from injuries from this blow.

30

My name is Vanessa Facen, and I lived in San Diego, California.  On
November 17, 2005, police found me naked and bleeding inside my
neighbor's home.  The officers insisted on treating me as male while
in custody, and I ended up fighting with them.  I stopped breathing
during this fight, and finally died on November 21, 2005.

31

My name is unknown, but I lived in Northridge, California.  On
November 27, 2005, a man who I knew attacked me while I was wearing
womens' clothing.  He struck me with his fists, feet and a garden hoe,
and I died from the injuries.

32

My name was Simone Walton, and I was forty years old.  On December 4,
2005, I died in Oak Cliff, Texas, after being shot.

33

My name was Roberta Oliveira, and I was a twenty eight year old Brazilian
transgender woman living in Milan, Italy.  On December 8, 2005,
someone deliberately hit me with their car, and I died as a result.

34

My name was Paulina (Juan Pablo Méndez Cartagena), and I lived in
Guatemala City, Guatemala, where I worked for the Integral Sexuality
AIDS Support Organisation.  On December 18, 2005, I was in Guatemala
city with another transwoman when four men on motorbikes, wearing
police uniforms, ordered us to stop, and then shot both of us.  I was
shot twice in the head, and died died minutes later.  Sulma, the other
victim, survived three gunshot wounds.

35

My name was Alexis (Brandon) L. King, and I was 21 years old and
living in Nicetown, Pennsylvania.  On February 2, 2006, I was shot to
death before dawn by a man who later confessed to the murder.

36

My name was Tiffany Berry, and I was a 21 year old pre-operative
transsexual.  On, February 9, 2006, I was shot and killed at the
Camelot Manor Apartments in South Memphis.  Investigators claim
this was a robbery homicide, but my purse was found, intact, with my
body.  Police claim that my transgender status had nothing at all to do
with my murder.

37

My name was Yardena Marsh, and I lived in Tel Aviv, Israel.  I was the
first known Israeli to have genital reassignment surgery.  My sister
found my body in my apartment, where I'd been shot to death, on
February 15, 2006.  My killer initially claimed that his gun had
accidentally fired and struck me.

38

My name was Gisberta Salce Junior, and I was a homeless transgender
woman living in Porto, Portugal.  I had been living in a shelter for
many months.  My death was a violent one.  Over several days, I was
repeatedly beaten, sodomized with sticks, burned, kicked, stabbed, and
stoned by a group of up to fourteen teenagers.  After I finally died,
on February 22, 2006, they dumped my body in a ditch.

39

My name was Melissa "Mo" Green, and I was a twenty-two year old living
in Phoenix, Arizona.  On March 21, 2006, I was shot from behind, by a
single bullet, in what seems like a planned killing. I bled to death
before paramedics arrived on scene.  A reward is being offered by the
authorities for information leading the the arrest and indictment of
my murderer.

40

My name was Rupesh Mandal, and I was a thirteen year old transgender
girl living in the Mahotari district of Nepal.  My father banished me
from our home after discovering that I was going to meetings of the
Blue Diamond Society, the only organization in Nepal for sexual
minorities.  I rejoined my family after promising to stop going to the
BDS, but my father continued to abuse and neglect me, and said that he
would kill me unless I stopped presenting myself as female.  My mother
found my body on March 30, 2006.  My father claimed that I had
poisoned myself, but a most-mortem indicated that I died of
suffocation, not poisoning.

41

My name was Alfred Dibble, and I was a 34 year old nurse, living in
Stockton, California.  I was was severely beaten and
left to die on the corner of Miner Avenue and Sierra Nevada Street.  I
later died from my injuries, on May 20, 2006.

42

My name was Sudha, but I was also known as Lakshmi, and I lived in
Tiruchy, India, where I was a transgender sex worker.  I was picked up
at the Central Bus Stand on May 25, 2006, and I checked into a private
lodge with a man.  I was found there, in a pool of blood, with my
throat slit, and with several cuts to my genitals.

43

My name was Barbara (Geovanny) Calderon, and I was a transgender woman
from Honduras, living in Guatemala City, Guatemala.  On June 10, 2006,
I was murdered in a drive-by shooting attack, part of a string of
violent acts against sex-workers and transgender people in
Guatemala. Two other transgender women, and one gay male, were injured
in the attack.

44

My name was Lupita (Juan Carlos Charria), and I was a a twenty nine
year old Colombian, doing sex work in Gardolo-Trento, Italy.  On July
29, 2006, one of my clients stabbed me five times.  When captured by
police, he initially claimed I was his "boyfriend" and that I was
HIV-positive, but several contradictions have appeared within his
story.

45

My name was Lezlie Anne Field, and I was a thirty one year old
transsexual American living and working in Thailand.  On Augst 2,
2006, I was shot to death in the apartment I shared with a Thai
friend.  Initially, police believed I had committed suicide, but the
note found with my body is now believed to be a forgery.

46

My name was Mikey Vallejo-Seiber, and I was a three year old, living
in Riverside, California.  My father repeatedly called me a "sissy".
He often slapped me in an effort to "toughen me up", and he urged me
to beat up my Elmo doll.  I died on August 15, 2006 in a local hospital from
internal injuries sustained from being kicked, punched, and dropped on
my head by my father.  My mother pleaded guilty to child endangerment
and was sentenced to six years in prison, and my father claims to be
not guilty.

47

My name was Edgar Cano Camacho, and I was a forty one year old
Peruvian transgender woman living in Italy.  On October 19, 2006, I
died in my home after being repeatedly stabbed in the face.